Wisdom & Humility
A poem of Christmas

The wisdom of creator God
And Mary, just a girl
Humility of a willing heart
To do God’s perfect will.

The wisdom of the universe
Humility of earth
Drawn together by amazing grace
At our Saviour’s birth.

The wisdom of God’s timing
In history he wrought
Humility of following
To Bethlehem were brought.

The wisdom of a thousand tongues
As angels sang in choir
Humility of shepherds poor
Heard great news from on high.

The wisdom of men from afar
Seek the newborn king
Humility of family poor
Their gifts to him they bring.

The wisdom of God’s promises
So sure his truth will be
In humility we all can come
Find blessing, be set free.

Lover of My Soul

Let me touch your heart my child
Draw so near to me
In heart to heart communion
I give my love so free.

Nothing else can satisfy
The hunger deep inside
Give yourself to me my child
In me you must abide.

For there you find the strength and joy
You need to win this race
In me is Life in all it’s fullness
But only found in my embrace.

So let me have your heart my child
Trust me, for I am true
You long for love that’s true and realLove I alone can offer you.

Unanswered Prayer

I do not understand, dear Lord
Why sometimes it just seems
My prayers to you unanswered lie –
Result in broken dreams.

I struggle to maintain my faith
To trust and not deny
When all I really want to do
Is cry and ask you “Why?”

You see my disappointment, Lord
You hear my angry shout
Then in your love you comfort me
Bring peace where there was doubt.

I realise then I need to trust
In wisdom, yours not mine
And let my questions rest with you
For answers in your time.

My Troubled Heart

When Your ways are hidden Lord
and I don’t understand –
It’s hard to trust and worship -
to know You have a plan.
My tears have flowed so freely
as I’ve tossed upon my bed
Grief and anger, faith and doubt
get mixed up in my head.

Yet Lord You promised comfort
To those who weep and mourn
In fact you said the oil of joy
and gladness could be born.
A great exchange is possible
in which I can take part
A garment full of praise to You
for this, my hurting heart.

Oh help me Lord as through my mind
flow many troubled thoughts
I want to know Your peace again
the peace that Jesus brought.
I know You have the answers
They are in your Word for me,
Reveal again Your truth and light
my peace that all may see.

For in this world the people need
to see there is a way
When dark times come the Prince of Peace
can keep them through each day.
That nothing in this changing world
is hid from God above
His comfort will bring strength in need
If they’ll reach for His love.

EASTER MORNING

The earth was silent that after-Sabbath morn
As though creation held its breath
The plan of God about to be fulfilled.
No soldier set to guard the tomb could – even if he willed
Stop the mighty act of God
As heaven’s power filled that tomb
And Life conquered death, sin’s price paid in full
Forever – it was finished!

The women came with spices – early risers
To minister to the One they held so dear.
Talking, wondering, how to roll away the heavy stone
That had been set to seal the fate, to hold Him captive still –
This One who spoke of things too wonderful to understand.
Amazed, they stopped and trembled at the sight
Of angels standing guard – the tomb was open wide
Their message clear – He is not here – He is risen!

His work was done
Though man and Satan thought they’d won
As always underestimating the wondrous ways of One we call
Our Master, Saviour, Lord, Redeemer, friend –
Holy One of Israel, Son of God
We worship You this day for You are worthy
Who walked this earth and felt our pain, then paid the price of sin
So we can rise – set free, forgiven – to sing with thankful hearts
To You our King of Glory.

His Love

Love took the lashing, the mocking, the blows
Love looked sad as the rooster crowed.
Love knew that flesh was weak within
Yet could stand strong and through prayer could win.

Love bore the crown of thorns, the pain
Love saw the end and bore the stain
Of sins not owned by His pure life
But sins of ours, and all our strife.

Love stood tall and strong that day
When all His followers ran away.
Love took the nail prints, the pain of the cross
Love never failed but died for the lost.

Love felt forsaken and cried out His woe
Yet honoured His mother standing below.
Love spoke to His friend, gave instruction to care
Love joined them as family their pain to bear.

Love never failed in its mission
Love triumphed in death.
Hell could not hold Love!

EASTER MOMENTS

If He is the King
Let Him prove Himself.
If all He says is true
Let Him fight back.
If He is that important – the Son of God
Then surely God would not allow this.
If He is the Son of God
Let Him save Himself.


He did not prove Himself
To satisfy their arrogant unbelief.
He did not fight back
That is man’s way, not God’s.
He really was that important
All of heaven mourned and held its breath.
God not only allowed this
He planned it!
If Jesus had saved Himself from that moment
He would not have saved us for eternity.

His suffering and death
The price He paid not for His sin but for ours.

His resurrection and glorious victory over death and hell
Our promise of life eternal.