He wore a crown of thorns,
We wear a headdress of glory,
Pierced was He,
Our transgressions forgiven;
Jesus, our Saviour, He is.
As the orange pink hue of the setting sun Paints itself across the greying sky I see the beauty God cannot disguise I know a love that cannot lie A sea of black engulfs the night And the stars appear to spread the...
Isaiah 59:2a “But your iniquities have separated you from your God…” (NIV) I looked ahead, and all I could see was darkness. No, wait – all I could feel was darkness, Because the sun was shining, The birds were chirping, And life was moving on as...
God of mysteries – I don’t understand your ways, But I choose to trust you. I don’t understand how you knew me before I was born, And you saw my frame being formed in my mother’s womb I don’t understand why your plan is sometimes painful...
Fresh wind of the Spirit, Blow afresh on me… I feel so thirsty, so tired, so weary, The journey you have sent me on, Lord, Has taken its toll in ways that only You can understand. So my prayer is… Fresh wind of the Spirit, Blow afresh on me...
The Black Spot The writing was on the wall, my fate was sealed. All because of that black spot in my heart… From outside, everything looked perfect. I was educated, came from a good family background, and job prospects were great. But inside me lay...
God holds the steering wheel, but I can’t help but furrow my eyebrows and question the direction He chooses. “It’s too long a distance,” I point out, “and I’ll be the one that loses.” Yet, He carries on at a seemingly slow and agonizing pace. I feel...
Love knocks on my door before I saunter over to open. Wait, I say to myself, fear may be back, forcing me to reopen. So I hesitate, lest my poor heart be broken. Love knocks on my door once more, a little impatient and I’m torn in two. So...
Let’s talk about fear for a minute or two. Let us talk about the dreams it’s stolen and friendships it’s shattered in two. Yes, let’s talk about what makes us bristle and steel our spines despite the knowledge of what we ought to do. Do you...
It’s in my finality that I found You When You made my ending into a beginning And turned my closed book into a new chapter You took my pieces and put them back together A little differently, but a lot better So that I could resemble you, Lord...