Floyd McClung on the Church...

“God is busy revealing himself to the world, through the church. Not through institutions or programmes or buildings, but through simple, ordinary people, people willing to give up their broken lives in exchange for his life lived through them.”

Frustration

Often confused,
Not knowing the future.
Want to take control,
But not for the best.
Making mistakes,
And learning slowly.
Want to know more,
Want to get closer.
Situation denies,
Out of my hands.
The more I try,
The worse it gets.
Need to let go.
Release.
But I get frustrated,
I want it now.
Lose sight of the future,
What lies ahead.
Plenty of time,
Plenty to do.
Be thankful,
It could be worse!

Morning Liturgy

(Moment of silence)

Today Jesus,

May I have your eyes,
That see the world from your perspective.
May I have your ears,
That hear those who are crying out in need.
May I have your mouth,
That speaks life and truth into the situations I face.
May I have your arms,
That are willing to carry those who need support.
May I have your hands,
That are willing to serve at all times.
May I have your legs,
That stand firm in the midst of trials.
May I have your feet,
That are willing to go wherever the Spirit leads me.

(Bible reading for the day)

Today, I will wait patiently for you Lord.
I will be brave and courageous, by your grace,
And wait patiently for you.
For I am confident that I will see your goodness,
While I am here in this place.

Amen.

(The second half of the prayer is taken from Psalm 27)

Sunrise

The sun sets slowly in the sky,
Heavy like my heart,
And it will weigh much heavier still,
The longer we’re apart.

For as the darkness settles,
The fears begin to grow,
“Does she think about me?
“Am I scared to know?”

The moon and stars bring comfort,
Their light a sign of hope.
But these are only temporary,
A way for me to cope.

For when the morning breaks at dawn,
The sun will gather pace,
And once again I will be stunned,
by the beauty of her face.

And so I sit in silence,
The night my only friend,
And look forward to the sunrise,
My aching heart to mend.

Poetry

Recently, I've started writing poetry again. I've always this a great way to put my thoughts down in a way that engages my heart as well as my head.

My next few posts will be examples of poetry I have written recently...

Eugene Peterson on the Fear-of-the-Lord...

"Fear-of-the-Lord is the cultivated awareness of the 'more and other' that the presence or revelation of God introduces into our lives: I am not the centre of my existence; I am not the sum-total of what matters; I don’t know what will happen next."