Sprawled out on the ground of impossibilities
I live
Rising in hope to a future glory
I breathe
Gods supernatural power
Within the circumstances
Speaking through them
“You live and breathe
Through my miraculous intervention
Defying gravity itself
I hold you
I keep you
I raise you
Not even death can swallow you up.”


Cover me.

I’ll hide myself in the
shaddow of your wings
There I find shelter
from the storm

Cover me till this night
has passed
Light the flame
Let your fire last

Set your sun down on me
Let me rise to a bright
new dawn
To a bright new day

Cover me
Cover me

All I have to give
A dry and weary heart
from the start

Cover me till this night
has passed
Light the flame
Let your fire last

Set your sun down on me
Let me rise to a bright
new dawn
To a bright new day

Cover me
Cover me

The way,the truth,the life.

Not for theft
Just lying in a body
A body of lies
Lie for me
Lie to me
Lie with me
Surrounded by lies
Who’s telling the truth
What is truth
Is it scientific facts proved by formulas
Is it historic facts verified by many witnesses
Is it informational facts passed down like old wives tales
A letter to the wise
A letter for reason
A letter under a magnifying glass of proof
Prove it to me
Convince me
Turn water into wine
Walk on water
Raise the dead
You rise again
He did all this and more
Still you don’t believe
What will it take for you
To turn your head
His way
Hear the truth
And live.

Mr nice guy.

Mr nice guy always smiles
Never speaks out of line
Keeps in step all the time
Nods his head to all you say
No challenges
Confrontation or contribution
Just that empty grin
Agreeing with everyone
Mr nice guy floats through life
But sadly never leaves a mark.

The measure of words.

Between the lines of old
Something spoken something told
How many words written down through the ages
How many words splashed across the pages
They stand frozen in time
They stand written along each line
The measure of their worth
Who can tell
Reading into
Reading aloud
Line upon line
Page upon page
What will last down through the age
What is written across your page.


Just a long shot
But have you got it figured out
Who you are
Where you come from
Where you’re going
To say you do is other worldly
The existentialists constant dilemma
What right do you have to your absolutes
He would say with absolute assurance
Yet he has no assurance at all
His conviction is grounded on sinking sand
Like his thoughts trapped in a finite bowl
Sinking to the bottom with no room for mystery
Within all knowledge lies mystery
The mystery of not knowing all there is to know
Yet being certain of what you do know
To take you deeper in.

A new heart.

A colliding
Cacophony of
Chaotic life
Cascades down the mountains
Across the plains
Out to it’s farthest coastlines
Corruption has seeped into it’s paws
Runs through every vein
At the root of it
Lies a pumping heart
It’s not a transfusion that’s necessary
It’s a transplant
The heart is the issue
The root problem
It’s wicked beyond measure
We have all like sheep gone astray
We all need a shepherd redeemer
Jesus is the one and only Saviour of the world
Who can give you a new heart.