Further In

I should have seen it coming
From a mile away
I should have waken up to the reality

But no.

You hope and you think and you dream
And you trust
And you wonder if maybe, maybe…

But the waves rush in and they crash and they dash
And upon the rocks lie the fragments

Of a dream.

Yet you hope you can wake from the hurricane winds
As they pierce and they squeeze
And they threaten to leave you

Empty.

But God steps in and He says "Come to me."
Quietly, "Come to me."
I will shelter you

"Come be with me."

Moving through the shreds of the past
Talking through the noise that lingers
Coming home to a Father
Who’s been waiting for so long 

Casting down my stubborn theories
Shaking off the chains that cage me
All reason falls apart now
At the foot of the cross 

Behold! He is a God of new things
The past is closed, cling to it no more
See now He has started a good work
That will carry on until He comes 

Changing my perspective slowly
Shaping me to be more like Him
In His love I find refuge
In Him I’m purified   

Behold! He calls me by a new name
Gives me a new status as His child
In my mouth He places a new song
That I’ll ever sing until He comes 

Behold! He is a God of new things
The past is closed, cling to it no more
See now He has started a good work
That will carry on until He comes

Faded memories uncurl
Idle banter, young laughter,
words spoken without inhibition
Wit unsuppressed but nevertheless
Forgotten with the sunrise.

I never scratched the surface
Nor ever understood the scars
inflicted so long ago:
the twisted sights you saw
the walls you built to keep trust out
the path of depravity you walked that beckoned you
further away from God.

I bless the moment He found you
and broke down all the walls
As time gently wiped away the scars
that marked your skin
So He patiently healed the scars
that dwelled within
He knows, you see, He carries scars too.

Now in your eyes I recognise a soul
Who saw a little too much
when a little too young
But greater is being able to see
Glimpses of Him in you.
A quiet courage, a surrendered heart
a creative spirit, a lover of the Word.

I desire to someday hear of
all the fruit you bear
But if that is something I'll never know 
Today's memory will always
overshadow

those idle sunrise days.

Lord how You rescued me
From my captivity
Set me upon a Rock
Called me Your own

Lord how You've chosen me
Gifted and guided me
Graciously let me see
A glimpse of Your throne

Humbly I wait for You
Praying that all I do
Brings glory not to me
But to You alone

A rare spot of poetry at 3.30am…

My home church has been singing this song a lot lately. It definitely grows on you.

Yours is the Kingdom (Hillsongs)

Yours is the Kingdom
And the power
And the glory forever is Yours
Heaven and earth bow down
In the wonder of Your Name
Heaven is open
Death is broken
And the glory forever is Yours
Nothing can overcome
The power of Your Name

King above kings
All the universe will sing
Everlasting God
You are wonderful
You are wonderful

And the shout of the earth
Will be Your praise
(God forever)
And the light unto all
Will be Your wonderful Name
For the glory Lord is Yours
(God forever)
The glory Lord is Yours