Innocence lost: Jesus is better

That song transports me to another time
Of childhood 
Of innocence.

An innocence alive in the emotion
That has breath in the mind
But decomposed in reality.

The mouths of loved ones
Singing joy into my soul,
The stringed instruments
Burning a sound into my brain.

That sound !.

But to pursure that virgin state
Would itself produce the weighty grief
That one is trying to dampen.

But it is a weighty advantage
To pursue a superior life.

Innocence lost is grievous
But Jesus gained is better.

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The gospel of the Kingdom

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The gospel is not for the strong
The good news is not for those who can go further
The blessing is not for those who go a little harder 
The benefit of grace is not for those who can stay a little longer
By the consciousness of their own military capability.

The gospel is the gospel of the Kingdom
Another Kingdom.
It’s from a heavenly origin;
Not of fleshly substance
A gift that is power and enablement.

The gospel is for those who focus is on Salvation Himself
His life will go a little further
His Grace will work a little harder 
His righteousness reigns you to stay a little longer.

Reigning over the flesh.
This is the good news of the Kingdom.

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And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. (II Corinthians 12:9 NKJV)

For if by the one man’s offense death reigned through the one, much more those who receive abundance of grace and of the gift of righteousness will reign in life through the One, Jesus Christ.) (Romans 5:17 NKJV)

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Bruising of the tender parts

And those members of the body which we think to be less honorable, on these we bestow greater honor; and our unpresentable parts have greater modesty, but our presentable parts have no need. But God composed the body, having given greater honor to that part which lacks it, (I Corinthians 12:23, 24 NKJV)

It would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were thrown into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones. (Luke 17:2 NKJV)
 

To dishonour the honourable
To abuse it’s innocence
A forever fact
Is an evil cradling.

The offence of sexual abuse
Bruises the tender parts…
Of the heart
And soul
And mind
And smile.

But healing comes from the God-view
That the dishonoured has greater honour
That He is the avenger
For those whom lack.

And there is much provision that heals…
The heart
The soul
The mind
The smile.

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To those dishonoured…you have great honour from the One most entitled to give it.

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Anointed to belong

We take our lead from Christ, who is the source of everything we do. He keeps us in step with each other. His very breath and blood flow through us, nourishing us so that we will grow up healthy in God, robust in love. (Ephesians 4:16 MSG)

from whom the whole body, joined and knit together by what every joint supplies, according to the effective working by which every part does its share, causes growth of the body for the edifying of itself in love. (Ephesians 4:16 NKJV)

They went out from us, but they were not of us; for if they had been of us, they would have continued with us; but they went out that they might be made manifest, that none of them were of us. But you have an anointing from the Holy One, and you know all things. (I John 2:19, 20 NKJV)
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What every joint supplies 
Both significant and insignificant 
Both esteemed and not respected
Both seen and hidden
Is part of the whole…

The whole body 
of the One who sources it’s life 
Continually
Flowingly
Powerfully.

This sea of people 
With a swell of its own momentum
Flows into each other
Grows into each other
Robust
Always works.

Anointed to belong to each other
Anointed to anoint each other
With a flow of life
A flow of power
A flow of grace from member to member.

Only those who see the Kingdom
Only those who enter the kingdom
Only those whose heart is common with the members
To know the King
Are invited to belong.

You are invited.

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Free to make the choice

“knowing this, that our old man was crucified with Him, that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves of sin. For he who has died has been freed from sin. For sin shall not have dominion over you, for you are not under law but under grace. Do you not know that to whom you present yourselves slaves to obey, you are that one’s slaves whom you obey, whether of sin leading to death, or of obedience leading to righteousness? But God be thanked that though you were slaves of sin, yet you obeyed from the heart that form of doctrine to which you were delivered. And having been set free from sin, you became slaves of righteousness. I speak in human terms because of the weakness of your flesh. For just as you presented your members as slaves of uncleanness, and of lawlessness leading to more lawlessness, so now present your members as slaves of righteousness for holiness. But now having been set free from sin, and having become slaves of God, you have your fruit to holiness, and the end, everlasting life.” (Romans 6:6, 7, 14, 16-19, 22 NKJV)

The unregenerated man lives in a sealed bag
Wrapped with invisible chains around his heart and mind
Unable to do his own will.

A slave to lack of choice
A prisoner to his own military nature 
Unable to taste the life he craves.

The regenerated man feels free
To be a slave of righteousness and life 
Free to make the choice.

Dead to a nature that killed his freedom
It was living death
Now a slave to life !. 

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What is true freedom ?.

Freedom to choose, is the freedom to lose
Your path that leads to death,
Liberty given, escaping the prison
the cell that God calls “the flesh”.

To choose to be free, is not to agree
To the “I know what’s best for me” lie,
There’s a better way, for freedom’s displayed
When you’re free to live the Vine life.

Freedom is not the ability to do our thing, for that leads to our own death. True freedom is the ability to choose the Life of Christ (the Vine Life).

The bard

The bard of Scotland takes pride of place
The man who wrote with sonsie face
The older he gets, the better he was
His lassie exploits have all been lost.

But he provides the identity
That cannae come from just poetry
To a nation unsure of self
Affirming a past to be upheld.

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My Mother

Her Father and brother appear smaller and smaller
through the tear blurred back window of the Austin A40
the separation of Mother and Father was for her good…

so they said.

The memory scars the heart
dulls the feminine senses.

These graves in the mind
bring her strength of soul.

The wisdom of her times
are transferred by affection and not words of advice.

Her flowered kitchen apron
expresses her love and mind.

Her faith in Christ: her strength yet purpose
are preached by wordless sermonettes.

This is a life that reaches
deep into the unreachable .

No fuss
But chivalrous.

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Glass ceiling

I was born in Green Valley, west of Liverpool, west of Sydney, Australia.
It’s like being born in the Bronx, or Tottenham, or Shankhill, or Govan in Glasgow.
I might as well have been born there too.

Where those of Green Valley’s DNA
Kiss the ground with a bent neck, and are proud to do so
When they look up, their face smears on the glass ceiling
But they can’t feel it.

The only escape is a poor paying job
So they keep saying.

There is no door with a happy label on it,
Or a sign that says “this way to an improved life”.

So here I am in Scotland.
I went through the unnamed door
I think it was called “risk”.

It broke the glass ceiling.

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I’m missing you

It’s the shortest day of the year
And the Christmas lights are flashing
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

The snow looks like a carpet
But has only one set of footprints
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

The Scotland winter rolls on
The Aussie summer rolls down your back
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

Chorus 1

It’s cold here in the North
Your hot there in the South
Your motherly duties call
Breaking down some walls,

I’m thinking of your warmth
On the other side of the world
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

The silence of the evening
Rings loudly in my ears
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

We’ve been through so much
We’ve walked the road together
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

Chorus 2

But you’ve a job to do
That needed to be done
Your daughter calls your name
And then there’s your two sons,

It seems like forever
Till I see your Glasgow smile
And I’m missing you, I’m missing you.

Words and music by Peter Hall. 23.12.2013

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The Gift

The wise men came with their gifts
Gold for a King,
Frankincense for a priest
Myrrh for anointing,
For a King who came to us
Reaching out again,
With a gift of loving grace
Extending to us His hand.

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The Gift that came two thousand years ago’
Was for all time,
For Baby Jesus was soon to give His life
For humankind,
For this Gift was wrapped in love
Soon to pay our price in blood
Freely given gift to us.

This Wise Man is that gift
He is the King,
The sacrificial lamb and priest
Our new way to begin,
Invading our space and time
To save us from ourselves,
This Gift that comes for free
At great expense to Himself.

Words & Music by Peter Hall. Copyright.

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