Nowhere left

I've run out of plans now,
I've given up on scheming,
I'm looking straight to you
To see what you'll do with my dreaming.
I'm standing at the crossroads
My life, in bags, lays at my feet;
I've got nowhere left to hide
So I surrender, I admit defeat.

I'm waiting empty-handed
Ready to take hold of what's next.
I'm looking in the mirror
At last at peace with what it reflects -
I'm seeing in sharper focus
The me you made me to be,
I'm still a long way off yet
But I'm making progress, definitely.

Back from Bitterness

She's in the kitchen cooking you dinner
When you're not hungry or wanting to eat,
All the while feeling hard done by
For working while others sit at your feet.
He's out taking care of business,
Working hard at sticking to the rules,
Never asking to share in your riches
And feeling jealous when you give others jewels.
I'm just as bad as both of them,
So busy doing and forgetting to be,
Always trying to buy your love from you
And forgetting that you give it for free.

Lord, bring me back from bitterness,
Help me to join the party,
Teach me, Lord, to celebrate
And not to dwell on heartache.
Help me to be open
To receive the things you want to give,
Bring me back from bitterness
Teach me to truly live.


Luke 10:38-42
Luke 15: 25-32

At the Crossroads

I long to hear Your voice
I'm crying out to know
The path that you've marked out for me
The direction you want me to go
But the more I try to listen
The less I seem to hear
I'm stuck in indecision
And I'm paralysed by fear
I'm scared to make the wrong move,
Scared I'll miss out on your blessing
I've no idea what You're saying
And so I'm constantly second-guessing.

I've lost my appetite for dreaming
Too overwhelmed to know where to start
I need you to rain in this desert
And bring life to this broken heart
I long to cry "Here I am Lord"
To shout "send me!" without condition
But I'm held back by my insecurities,
By my pride and my selfish ambition
I've lost sight of who you say I am
Listening to the voices of the world instead
I feel so far away from You
Trapped in the confusion in my head.

I bring it all before you God
Help me surrender to your will
Flood my heart with your love, O God
So striving will cease and my fears be stilled

Good Fruit

Father, teach me how to pray
So I feel Your presence every day.
Break these chains, set me free
Lord, send revival in me.

You've pruned my branches, cut me back -
You've left me standing bare.
Now, Lord, I pray You'll bring new growth,
Shine Your light into my despair.

Jesus, help me remain in You
That I may bear good fruit in all I do.
Fruit for the Kingdom, for Your glory -
Fruit that speaks Your salvation story

You've pruned my branches, cut me back -
You've left me standing bare.
Now, Lord, I pray You'll bring new growth,
Shine Your light into my despair.

By Your Spirit, fill me with Your abundant love
Pour it down in torrents from above
Lord, fill me so I overflow
In your joy and love. Lord, help me grow.

You've pruned my branches, cut me back -
You've left me standing bare.
Now, Lord, I pray You'll bring new growth,
Shine Your light into my despair.

John 15

A nonsense from a fun exercise in class

leaves

leaves

leaves

socks

more leaves

no socks

trees

without leaves

like feet

without socks

what if?

I have traded in my armour
piece
by
piece
and reverted to wearing my old and tattered
grave clothes.

I have given in to temptation to compromise
and in my weakness allowed my heart
to idolise
the things of this world.

I have allowed the mirage in my mind
to taunt me with half-fulfilled dreams
and dared to ask the question
what if?
what
if?

I have been foolish and unwise
and I have failed to recognise
the enemy's deceit -
his lies.

I have allowed him to knock me
off course.

Pinboard heart

My heart like a pin-board
filled with thumb-tacks
pressed in
by the thumb of
my very own
hand