Grateful Chorus

What a wonder!
The gracious Saviour!

In love he formed me
By grace restored me

His endless mercies
Shower down, concert me

Oh, great rejoicing!
My soul is voicing

I ne’er could fathom
Love’s endless cavern

With gifts abounding
T’ward me, astounding

In grateful chorus
I rise, victorious

The valley of trouble
By hope, smoothed of rubble

So I walk on in peace
Toward the bridegroom’s feast

I sing, in grateful chorus

22/1/2020

King of Glory, Prince of Peace

He has been my King of Glory

My rest, as Prince of Peace

On solid ground,

When waves surround

At journey’s start or when complete

My guiding light when dark descends

Leaves footprints in the sand

Amidst tumult, calm

Or eye of storm

Beside me, takes my hand

In life, and death, and season’ change

Obscured, or within view

He upright stands

Bends low with hands

To embrace, or pull me through

19/1/2020

Hoping

Hoping while waiting’s a slow steady trudge

Like the creeping of lava or the “stuck” of a sludge

A hope that moves forward, one step at a time

Then waits to be certain the next step’s defined

Hope and endurance, when both are at hand

Are the dogged forbearance, ere you walk or you stand

Hope sees the light at the tunnel’s deep end

So enduring the slog has a masterful edge

A hope laid in trust, is a hope that’s secure

When a trudge, or a wait, or a walk you endure

The One who is proven a trustworthy soul

Is where hope’s that are realised can make a soul whole

7/1/2020

A Song for the Season

The soul greatly shows all of greatness, supreme

And the breath of life, leaping, has a great song to sing

Of Divinity’s power and Redeemer’s great love

That in grace and in mercy, lives among us, the dove

As he looked all around, his gaze firmly set

On we who are bound, for by love we’re beset

We beheld from a wide-open eye and confessed

That as one, so the whole, through the ages he’d bless

You see, he who is able – has the power to do

Has made done the magnificent, for me and for you

So, in awe and as sacred, we hold to his name

Consid’ring his power and mercy, rests on each one the same

Evidently wielding the strength of his own

Through dispersing those high, in thought and in soul

Satisfying those longing with that which is good

And those possessed of abundance, sent empty to brood

The great one who succours the child of his love

In his mindful compassion and goodwill toward

Accordingly speaking to those gone before

Our father of faith, and those sown, evermore

Luke 1:46-55

24/12/2019

Christmas Greetings

Mother’s Day Reflection – 2019

Mothering

A journey long

Facing challenges head on

Learning as you go along

Make mistakes, then sing your song

Mothering

Of those from me

Recognise the family tree

Tuning in, uniqueness see

Encourage, teach them how to ‘be’

Mothering

Of those who came

From another mother’s frame

Take care, on loan, though all the same

I love and send you back again

Mothering

Sons and daughters who do not fit

The mould, the world does force a bit

Give space, belonging, wings to flit

About as who they’ll be, as built

Mothering

Though some will leave

By choice or to eternity

Speak their name, release but keep

The truth that moth’ring does not cease

Mothering

Will be to leave

Your loves will long, though, still to cleave

To your memory, with sigh and heave

And take you to the one’s they lead

11/5/2019

Gina Marie

The Compassion and the Passion

A merciless master

My suffering prolonged

O sin, you would have me

Alone, without song

My saviour, the servant

Compassion’s concern

Would pursue all my rescue

E’en while I yet spurned

With glory obscured

Power hidden, en-veiled

He served us, his humans

Then the mountain he scaled

Raised to be lowered

Shame brought release

For my sin-burdened soul

To find its long-lasting peace

In your death…

The inherited cycle is broke

Sin’s hold cannot keep me

Your new life brings me hope

Life-blood’s passed on

From parent to child

In your blood shed abroad

I’m no longer beguiled

Sin’s great deception?

That I’m still compelled

To do all its bidding

That I’m under its spell

But my Jesus, you triumphed

In freedom, empowered

A spirit-led choice

To walk the life I’m endowed

With bended knee’s adoration

In restored humanity, stand

Before the depth of your feeling

Poured over me, by your hand

19/4/2019

The Dark Knight

In dark of night

The dark knight rides

His steed a raven black

Encompassed by

A blade array

On this commissioned trek

The quest’s great goal

Lay further up

And further into what!?

A veiled, obscure

And distant yet –

And undisclosed-ed lot

A duty calls

In light of day

Or deepest, darkest night

In long great strides

The dark knight rides

Confronting fear and might

If triumphant then

At quest’s long end

Turn home on wings of pride

If loss and life

The lot to bear

Take it all in stride

But if the end

To bear is death

The dark knight’s brand new day

Those left behind

Take courage by

Dark knights riding, come what may

19/3/2019