Monthly Archives: January 2013

Too small for our need

A God who answered every question
Would not leave us room for faith,
A God whose salvation was left at confession
Would not let us taste His grace.

A God who ignores the wisdom of time
Would never have sent Divine Seed,
A God small enough for our mind
Would be too small for our need.

Note : “Salvation” here does not mean salvation of the spirit, but mind, will and emotions: the soul which is continually being saved.

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One life

The whole of the kingdom’s majestic realm
Reaches out for the least like me,
Assured by the secure King at the helm
Desiring to deal with us inclusively.

What’s true of Jesus becomes true of us
Sharing in His Kingdom benefits,
Mingling the Divine with the dust
Joining of life in pure selflessness

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The fourth man in the fire

Then King Nebuchadnezzar was astonished; and he rose in haste and spoke, saying to his counselors, “Did we not cast three men bound into the midst of the fire?” They answered and said to the king, “True, O king.” “Look!” he answered, “I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire; and they are not hurt, and the form of the fourth is like the Son of God.” (Daniel 3:20-25 NKJV)

The fourth man in the fire
Walks among the flames,
With resurrection blood
That flows inside His veins,
The Captain of salvation
Fights to take the strain,
So you are no Lone Ranger
Against an enemy’s game.

The fourth man in the fire
Is together now with you,
You both now are conjoined
Like stars and silver moons,
Or highland views and heather
guitars and comfort tunes,
Assured of singing hope
Allowed for faithful few.

The fourth man in the fire
Rejects the popular vote,
That consequences deserve
You swing on your own rope,
The heat can turn up high
But you don’t smell of smoke
The fourth man in the fire
Simply turns up high the hope.

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The haggis

The 25th of January demands a Scottish practice
One to make the chest stick out that won’t give one gastritis
Unifying everyone whether Pentecostal or baptist
Time to eat some neeps and tatties and enjoy a wee bit o’ haggis.

haggis halls

NOTE : the following day after I wrote this poem, I went to Stirling Castle where it was “a celebration of Burns” day. (25th January is “Burns night” in Scotland. It is a time to celebrate Scottish identity). There was poetry competition. One had to write a poem about haggis in the style of Robert Burns. I entered the above poem as I remembered how I wrote it the night before. (Therefore there was a slight variation). It won 1st prize !.


Congratulations !
20th February 2013


I am delighted to inform you that you are the winner of our recent Poet’s Corner which was part of our “Celebration of Burns” that took place at the castle in January.

Your prize will be with you shortly.

In the meantime we would like your permission to publish the poem on our website as part of our write up of the event.

Could you let me know asap if you are okay with this?

Kind Regards


Nicola McCrae | Marketing Executive


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“New life baby”

new life baby

“New life baby”
The teenager tweeted
Backslidden girly
Now self cheated.

Forgot where life
She got came from
Cuts with a knife
Her ties with God.

“New life baby”
Is really her death
No more smiley
But alcohol breath.

But God now waits
For “please God save me”
To give the girl
A “new life baby”.

The smile of God

The smile of God is warm and tender
It’s reach makes it a constant mender.

The smile of God gives an unsaid peace
An unexplainable but tangible rest.

The smile of God brings a contentment
Melts away hurt and anger and resentment.

The smile of God penetrates the soul
Fills the insatiable and longing hole.

The smile of God replaces all feeling
That lying emotions persists at stealing.

The smile of God is a magnetic track
Once you taste it, you can never go back.

The leaving of a loved one

The pall of the winter night descends
As slow as the gray clouds that gather
A chill in the air condescends
As the Scottish winter night darkens the heather.

The leaving of a loved one leaves me cold
The small of my stomach feels a pain
As part of me leaves the clannish fold
As the loved one leaves to play in life’s game.

But part of life is coping with the leaving
Of love that was banked up in time
And invested by the giving and receiving
Of oneself up to the warm exchange of goodbye.

Note : my daughter is about to leave to go back to Australia after 3 months visit to us in Scotland…I am getting a knot in my stomach…it’s tough.

Stacey leaving

Don’t sell your soul

My cousin put a photo of herself on Facebook
For every testosterone teenager to have a look.

But deep within myself, my heart bleeds
Because she doesn’t see the things I see.

I see a little girl who cries out for significance
I see a little girl who cries out for love.

I see a women who doesn’t know her inner beauty
I see a women who doesn’t know herself.

I pray that that she doesn’t sell her soul
To every man who’ll tell her what she wants to know.

I pray that she will see she is already loved
I pray that she will not succumb to what she craves.

I pray she’ll buy the truth that doesn’t cost
And not sell her soul for things that are meaningless.

Too many women have walked this road before
Please, please, please, don’t sell your soul !.


The Heavenly Gift

…for all (those) enlightened, and have both tasted of the heavenly gift and have become companions of the Holy Spirit…Hebrews 6:4 (Wuest)

Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the man who trusts in Him! (Psalms 34:8 NKJV)

When the Heavenly Gift came
Everything changed.

When the Heavenly Gift came
It bought a new and living way.

When the Heavenly Gift came
The dark gave way to Grace.

When the Heavenly Gift came
We acquired a new taste.

The Heavenly Gift is to be experienced 
The Heavenly Gift is to be tasted
The Heavenly Gift is to be practiced 
The Heavenly Gift is to be knowable.

You can taste the Heavenly Gift
You can drink the Heavenly Gift
You can eat the Heavenly Gift
You can digest the Heavenly Gift.

When the Heavenly Gift comes
You find where you belong.

When the Heavenly Gift comes
There’s a new way to define love.

When the Heavenly Gift comes
Your old tastes are done.

When the Heavenly Gift comes
You taste an inner song.

Put a crown above their head

Put a crown above their head
And watch them grow into it,
Put a crown above their head
And they will gladly wear it.

Put a crown above their head
Is how to be a people reader,
Put a crown above their head
Guarantees a people leader.

Put a crown above their head
Followers will always bond,
Put a crown above their head
And followers will respond.

Put a crown above their head
And God they’ll gladly nominate,
Put a crown above their head
Watch how grace motives.