A sparrow never questions
What will come each day
It only does what’s needed
Because it’s made that way
Now is all that matters
Cause there’s just today
Tomorrow’s only worry
Is at the end of every day

The night sounds speak quietly
too early for the bird’s song
too early for morning clatter
I know light will come
but it’s eternity to wait

From creation’s beginnings
You had a plan
With Adam’s decision
You had me in mind

The forgiven life is the only way,
Self declared hope ends in despair,
Its self focussed worship,
Leads to a deeper ache,
The shame of false promises,
Disappointments surround pride’s voice.

God’s voice declares his truth to all who listen,
It brings a joyous noise to the world,
Deafness is the poorest excuse,
Because God has made sure,
That everyone can know who He is.

My life will now be lived listening to God,
Deep joy surrounds waking each day,
My sleep is full of satisfied dreams,
Eternity promises shared creativity with my God,
We will share forever in life’s beauty,
Forever in a home where I belong.

I spent too long wallowing in failure,
From now on I intend to be completely real,
Remembering God will be my first task each day,
Discovering new ways God has loved me,
His voice is heard everywhere,
And, now my voice joins with him,
My out of tune cracked record,
Now is singing in perfect tune.

I will give to God what belongs to him,
My life completely committed to him,
I tried living my way but I was a disaster,
I’ve handed it all over to God,
Even my everyday worries that I want to keep,
Are now safely given to God to solve.

My life is now God centred,
All my distractions were taken from me,
There is only room for me to praise God,
I find new songs to sing each day,
And, new expressions of God’s praise everywhere,
I love singing with my God every day.

In the daily struggle from uncertainty to uncertainty,
I couldn’t find anything to satisfy,
Then I heard God speaking,
Truth was hard to hear at first,
It rubbed my broken edges.
Painfully every part of my life,
Was restored by Creation,
Piece by piece I was examined,
Love’s balm was painfully ministered,
So that healing could be completed.

My emaciated soul, starved for too long,
Now I relish Creation’s daily goodness,
Served a banquet of love,
The choice of daily pleasure is made easy.

Sleepless nights belong to haters and bullies,
Each night I rest well and dream good dreams,
I am one eyed in the desires I encourage,
Tough choices lead to a restful life,
My life embraced by Eternity,
Discovering my song sung from the heart,
Truth that resonates deeply within,
Found in every whisper of Eternity,
Life unfolds with more and more opportunity,
Loved completely, living the satisfied life.

Evil intentions surrounded me,
Delighting in creating havoc,
Lies abounding,
But soon my dear enemy,
Will pay hate’s price,
Its true cost will be tallied,
Then paid in full,
My dear enemy will be bankrupted.

A deeply wounded, broken spirit,
Only receives compassion from God,
God’s love protects the broken,
But as the lies abound,
His anger for the poor spirit rises,
He will tally the lies and hate.

Anger wielded by love is truly frightening,
To the lover of lies,
There is no escape from love’s justice,
Contempt confronted by loving anger,
Will quickly melt in its white heat.

From my brokenness I know God’s anger,
But its protection is always welcome,
When I am called to face my dear enemy,
I walk in the strength of my God’s love,
My dear enemy has no chance of victory,
Disarmed by hope, lost to love,
My enemy’s defeat is clear to everyone.

Why do my haters wish ill on me?
They stay awake at night thinking the worst about me,
I sleep like a baby,
Knowing that God is with me,
All the things that were used to condemn,
Are coming back to stare my dear enemy in the face,
His destructive plotting,
Will be his own ruin.

God has been with me for a long time,
My hater’s words,
Don’t worry me anymore,
Because I know God will come through,
He never has let me down,
Even when the hate words inundated me,
And, I forgot how powerful God is,
God is still my deliverer.

Shame will be defeated by loyalty,
When God reaches out to me,
I will hold my head high,
Vindicated by God’s word to me,
I choose the trusting loving words,
Of a trusting, loving, powerful, faithful God,
Not the word vomit of an unfaithful enemy,
The choice should be obvious,
Please help me to always remember,
The difference between the smell of vomit,
And, the smell of hope.

Words are important,
Words used in a song of praise,
Is the language of Eternity,
Praise, Praise, Praise.
Never ceasing,
Begins in my life now.

Contempt will receive its own reward,
It draws from a spring of deep pride,
That spews out hate words,
Words that have murderous intent,
They only care for their own life,
With no thought of their destructive ways.
Every day is the opportunity,
For contempt to find new ways to wreak havoc,
The hater’s smile spreads,
When hurt is created,
Each wound inflicted adds to hate’s pleasure.

The hater’s world is surrounded by fear,
Lashing out to bring down others,
ThIs is all they know,
They build a false sense of security,
Luring others into believing lies.

I succumbed to contempt,
I made the hater happy for a long time,
But, then I made the choice,
To listen to God.
My weak spirit – was broken,
God blocked the hater’s words,
The contempt didn’t stop.,
God just allowed me to hear his voice,
He gathered up my broken heart,
And, today I walk with him,
We talk daily about life and hope and love,
Now this is what I talk about myself,
To anyone who cares to listen.

Why did I stop listening to my God?
Foolishly I fell in love with my own voice,
I believed my own lies,
They quickly piled up till my life crumbled,
Then I became overwhelmed with my faults,
My dear God, thank you for bringing reality.

By myself I could never make it,
Even my desire for truth is flawed,
Confusion is the best word,
To describe the self determined world.

Today Lord my heart turns to you,
Please forgive me,
Give me a fresh spirit,
One that can move forward,
From the wreckage of my mistakes.

Today Lord, I feel your breath of laughter,
Sadnesses piled up are blown away,
My impoverished spirit is restored with hope,
I love the sound of God’s laughter,
Banishing all my past errors,
Sadnesses becoming places of joy,
God transforming my life by forgiving me.

Complete honesty is God’s refuge,
I have found rest with him,
Praise is the only response,
That is enough to let people know,
My God saved my crumbled life.

My hater surrounded me with a barrage of words,
Day after day he sharpened his tongue,
Ready to unleash the next onslaught,
When I was down they kept coming,
He took delight in my pain,
Playing with me and looking to inflict more damage.

In the midst of this attack,
I let God’s light shine on my life,
He gave me relief from my hater,
My heart was an open book,
God took a good hard look at me,
Then said, “I love you”.

The hater’s violence,
His word vomit,
The arrogance,
His contempt,
The crushing lies,
Will be confronted by God, head on,
He will be humbled,
God’s protection of his children,
Will stop the hate in its tracks,
Hate is no match for Eternity’s love,
The hater will eat his own vomit,
While I am served a banquet by God.

I heard in my waking moments a new sound,
It was a voice that gently called my name,
My forgetting became my recognising,
Of the source from which my life came.

Listening each day to the voice calling me to belong,
Gave me the courage to take my first fearful steps,
To the future promised for me,
I walked along the created path,
Sometimes in silent complete aloneness,
And, sometimes in the centre of laughter shared.

Each step forward taking me back to my birth,
Every day a little closer to home,
The landscape emerging clearer each day,
As I recognise the one to whom I belong.

Home returns to my heart with greater clarity,
The walk brings discovery that home is not a place,
It’s learned in the trust of being known,
That ache felt in every human heart.

The walk is not just my journey,
I share it with some travelling friends,
And the rest of humanity,
Aloneness often accompanied by:
Fear, disappointment, despair and betrayal,
And in the laughter:
Welcoming, love, hope and trust.

All share a knowing glance with me,
The look that belongs to the one who is known,
Friends who share a common loving gaze,
Each companion a treasured part of who I am.

The walk brings gifts collected along the way,
But, the gift that is remembered least,
Is the gift of each uncertain step,
That as each one follows the other,
The steps become a path,
Given to be trod only once and only by me,
The path weaved through my life,
Is mine and belongs to only me.

Spring’s breath,
I felt it’s first whisper,
This morning,
When growing tired of winter’s voice,
A glimmer of warmth,
Fresh hope emerging,
Of rebirth, new hope,
Its voice at first faint,
But, then with growing strength,
A bud emerges,
Life is born.

Spring’s beauty,
I see it’s fresh bloom,
New life,
Beauty pushing outwards,
Spoken by a creator’s words,
The clear voice,
Calling quietly, but I heard,
Drawing me to,
Loving creation’s sounds, offering,
Life and love,
Rebirth begins.

We created a place for givings face,
Where hope and love could be done,
Then it changed,
It seemed like an instant,
But was it always there?
Selflessness turned to selfishness,
Waiting to escape,
It’s ugly face,
Turns hope to fear,
Trust to anxiety,
Faith to despair.

Then creation expressed its displeasure,
At what it thought could be better
The creator’s contribution,
No longer seen,
No longer valued,
No longer wanted.

Rejections face is awful to behold,
Contemptuous of what was given,
It says I am better alone,
I can do it by myself,
I don’t need your help,
Creator,
You’re not important,
You don’t belong,
In the place of your creation.

When love is missed,
When pretence not truth is given,
Words become barbs,
Cruel reminders of what’s lost
They twist the truth
That was intended,
The tapestry of life
Becomes frayed at the edges,
Allowed to continue,
It will slowly unravel,
The intended picture,
No longer visible.

Eternity’s breath whispers life,
It’s gentle rhythm beating,
With the sounds of,
Loves eternal longing,
That beats in all our hearts,
None is forgotten,
All creation is heard,
Restoring loving, kindness,
The voice of love whispers,
Time to turn to me.

Life’s transitions remind us,
With their constant call,
Of what we seek to ignore,
Reminders in the din,
That our heartbeat is eternal,
One day we’ll meet again,
We’re not forgotten,
Each life is eternity,
The voice of love whispers,
You belong to me.

What voice will be heard,
As we yearn to understand,
What is needed,
As we seek to hear again,
The melody of life,
Can play its tune once more,
Creating a new song
That can be heard by all.
The voice of love whispers
You child are heard by me.

In my ignorance,
I surrounded myself with bitter people,
They pretended to be caring,
But, the token gestures,
Quickly turned to selfishness,
Their love was skin deep,
Promises made were too quickly broken.

Bitterness sucked me into its well,
It was black and clammy,
Seeking to help itself by dripping off me,
When I was completely entwined,
Frantic, seeking to find the way out,
A Voice spoke to me,
He made his way clear to me,
Compassion not bitterness,
Peace not hate,
These come from life’s breath,
His Voice rescued me,
Daily I celebrate my rescue.

I love the sound of community,
Moments of intimacy shared,
Makes my heart sing,
Laughter born from understanding,
Creating the music of eternity,
Praise that expresses joy together,
In the midst is the Voice, smiling,
Laughter’s source wishing well,
On all who hear his call to joy.

My day begins and ends with praise,
I am blessed when I consider my good fortune,
Eternity had made his home in my body,
Creation’s source reaches into my heart,
Truth illumines my life,
Opening my soul’s eyes to love unleashed,
From a heart big enough to miss no one.

This morning it’s time to shutup and listen,
Close my mouth and open my ears,
The truth that has lived within me,
The story that I have been told over and over,
God’s story – His Truth,
Trust in the lesson to be learned,
Loyalty is the forgotten skill.

In the midst of my deepest sadness,
I forgot the lessons of my childhood,
All of my God memories were discarded,
My preference for my will came first,
My petulant selfish demands,
Were a window to my heart’s first love.

But, God held a mirror to my heart,
I was horrified at its ugliness,
All my selfish interests revealed,
My self obsessed life,
With everything that it offered,
Became my darkest prison,
I thought death was the only escape.

Salvation came not through death,
But, through embracing life again,
The God life that comes from remembering,
Shame became my friend,
Because, it showed my true heart,
Humility paved the way to God,
It brought me back to the full life,
That seeks to praise,
That loves wholeheartedly.

That never gives up,
My God of wonders,
My guiding light,
My all knowing companion,
You are my first love,
My heart is in your hands.