The heart that knows right,
Must ever beat humbly, else
It pumps arrogance
It’s convenient
Not to know the will of God,
Lest we need to change
Healing begins with
The realisation that
Jesus shares our wounds
An arrogant man
Can find in religion the
Perfect loud speaker
God-fearing isn’t
Fear of God, but to walk in
A sacred manner
Daily we pray words,
Words we do not understand,
And even less mean
Temptation is a
Place where we book ourselves in
Without too much thought
Frustration occurs
When we don’t get that which we’ve
Decided we need
There are two types of
Folk: those who don’t know God, and
Those who think they do
Hesitation – the
Humble man’s prerequisite
For Christ-like witness
Evil – a spirit
Distilled by continuous
Choices against good
The treasure of faith
Has a price, and that price is
Called discipleship
Many atheists
Are angry with God. For some
It seems personal
Plant trees of grace well
Before the storms of life crash
In upon your soul
Modern life keeps us
On the outside of ourselves:
Shallowness is rife…
The journey inwards
Is not a physical trek:
No sick notes allowed
A paralysed man
Can walkabout with Jesus:
Come, see where I live!
Prayer is soul trek:
Warp factor God! Beam me in,
To boldly go where…
Discover the ground
Of your being and you will
Enter God’s presence
The print of God is
To be found by exploring
The soil of your soul
The last wilderness
To be explored is the heart:
Each heart, a new land
Every man can
Meet God, if he but pause and
Listen to his heart
In silence one can
Hear what matters. What matters?
That would be telling!
Be still enough to
Hear your soul, and you will find
God singing in it
Each human heart is
An auditorium where
God sings His love songs
Men are useless at
Religion, and religion’s
Useless at women
The avenue that
Leads away from chaos is
Called ‘mutual respect’
Who is the ‘other’?
Not me, but another me,
Beloved of God
It’s harder for a
Rich church to serve the Kingdom
Than for a camel…
Christian faith is fact
In waiting: not established
But resonating
Predestination?
Our inability to
Understand God’s time
Is a loving God
Wish fulfilment for brittle
Folk, or just the truth?
Like a summer storm,
Suffering came and went, and
We were the stronger
His yoke is easy;
Why shackle ourselves to a
Lesser paymaster?
If you really want
To change the world, begin and
End with your own heart
Human monarchy
Is a fraud – there is only
One true monarch – God
To truly be a
Man, one must find the strength that
Bides in gentleness
Confession before
Communion? Or should that be
The other way round?