Wednesday, 31 January 2018

The mastering

Berries ripe on the ground
they drop with barely a sound
Fruit ripe for the harvesting
Your heart beats waiting for the mastering
The Master doesn't withhold His healing
The Master of Love and feeling
A power mysterious to the untamed eye
yet alluring
A Love beyond all measure that is curing
That saves the sinning wayward heart
in all of us
That bleeds for the least infarction
yet resolves the deepest lust
That gives life to the ashes and dust

Monday, 29 January 2018

The dawn

The sunrise is re-born
new and innocent dawn
life has come again
after the nights' rain
listen as the birds sing
they tell you every thing

The passing through
darkness and death
the cold cold breath
misty in the moonlight
no left and right
the passage from living to life

Gentle light through the window
the lamb softly lowes
The manger padded and lined
cloth soft and fine
Mother Father beside
for now I reside

But I was born to die
on a cross raised high
A death of one for many
a triumph of good over the enemy
death reigns no more
only heaven in store

For to heaven I go
and to heaven I belong
to the light everlasting
abundance of every good thing
life as it should be
limitless and free

In His name we pray
this and every day

Saturday, 13 January 2018

We are the body of Christ

We are made in the image of God. We are the body of Christ. We are immortal. Love life. Love what you are doing or do not do it.
This mantra will set you free from slavery, oppression and death. For the wages of sin is death. A death you wished you had died from. A death in purgatory.
This purgatory may happen while you are not aware of it. You may slip in to it without realising that you have died. Yet your life will be as if you are dead.
Wake up.
Wake up to what ever sin you harbour in your heart. Purge it and survive. Look up to the life in Heaven and see a future. Your future bright and shining. Your birth right as a child of God. Erase the mistakes a broken world has cast on your name. Become as innocent as a new born babe in mother Marys' arms. And live.
Live the life that God intended for you and all your brothers and sisters.
I Jesus name we pray.

Friday, 5 January 2018

Each grain of sand

Sand common as dirt. Each grain of sand is critical to God. Each grain of sand is a universe. For a single grain of sand in your eye makes you cry. And a google-plex of sand on the beach gives you joy as you walk in the waves and the sun.
Sand in the soil gives roots support. Strong enough to support a mighty oak in the gale.
Dirt common as sand. A dirty mind spoils the soul. What could be told about my soul. Dirt, filth and muck destroys the soil and is no good for food.
   Guard your-self against contamination. Peril is for the failing. Love for the strong and wit.
Sand simple and true. To make a window to the sky. A window plain and clear. To shut out the wind blowing away the way-ward.