Monthly Archives: July 2013

Mind Engraver

The deathly cry comes loud
The man is broken
On his knees
Eyes clenched tight
But tears still escape…
Then the volcano erupts
“God please help” !
“I’m wicked” !. “I’m lost” !. “I’m sorry” !.

His eyes open again
His heart now marshmellowed
Still on his knees
Humbled yet strong
Faith floods in: hope buds out
Change in focus from self to God
Life engraved into the heart and mind
Exchanged heart, exchanged life.

PS. One definition for the Greek word for “teacher” is “mind engraver”.

“I will put My laws in their mind and write them on their hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be My people”. (Hebrews 8:10 NKJV)

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Summer moon over Glasgow

Summer moon over Glasgow
Driving down the M8
20 degrees shows on the dashboard
Who cares if I get home late.

The ball of orange hangs in the sky
Looks bigger this time of night
Hovers above the Glesga high rise
And reflects in the River Clyde.

Though the moon begins to rise
The canvassed sky is still bright
The painted picture shows how God smiles
Half ten in the summer night


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The Longing Soul

The longing soul craves deep within
For answers that remove the sting
Of needing drink more and more
While sick of the scream that’s from your core.

The freedom to do what you want
Has proved to be a deadly stunt
For in the guise of taking control
You merely traded your innocent soul.

It cost you much to define true freedom
To see the prison and how it cheats them
From choosing the Spirit or choosing the flesh
Who really gives life and who gives death.

Choosing life is freedom’s cry
Freeing from death’s clutching sighs
The hunger and thirst for more and more
Are answered ably at Freedom’s door.


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Wings that hover

‘You have seen what I did to the Egyptians, and how I bore you on eagles’ wings and brought you to Myself. (Exodus 19:4 NKJV)

The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters. (Genesis 1:2 NKJV)

At times like this
With the tide still rising,
The black horse runs
With its mocker riding,
Highlights problems
That continue to grow,
Trying to stop
the life that flows.

Emotions scream
It’s another failure,
Pack it all in
Go back to Australia,
But those very thoughts
Trigger somethings wrong,
Time to abide
Get back my song.

The only way
To get real relief,
Is to stop and ask
“Where’s the unbelief”,
Then re-focus
On those wings that sweep,
And the great shepherd
Who cares for His sheep.

For His Spirit hovers
Best when it’s dark,
A blackened path
That needs a fresh spark,
His wings will carry
Through emotional drought,
The Strength of the Eagle
Will bring you out.


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Will someone tell me, how do I change ?

Now the Lord is the Spirit; and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty. But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord. (II Corinthians 3:17, 18 NKJV)

Life after death and “who is God”
Are questions people don’t think are strange,
The greatest question that history asks
Is “will someone tell me, how do I change” ?.

For thousands of years people have tried
Many forms of behaviour modification,
But the road is narrow and few have tried
God’s way which nature transformation.

So what do you see when you look in the mirror ?
For that will tell you your story,
Do you see your faults, your weakness and flesh
Or do you see The Lord of all glory.

Do you see the attributes God has given you
For that is what changes you inside,
You are transformed into the same likeness of God
Anything else is just lies.

When the Spirit comes, He begins to change you
Whether you’re mature or a beginner,
He transforms you into the likeness of Christ
But it starts with what you see in the mirror.


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The humanist funeral

The coffin is draped in the national flag
A mix of people who are happy and sad
This is a testament to the humanist stand
Welcome to a humanist funeral.

“Always look on the bright side of life”
Is played through the speakers to make you smile
We’re told he was “loving and good and kind”
This was his humanist funeral.

There’ll be a beer at the end of the meeting
His legacy given to all as a greeting
A cheer up after your tears you’ll be needing
After the humanist funeral.

The only thing spoken is what is the past
Nothing of hope and the things that will last
Logic expressed from the evolutionary blast
That is preached at the humanist funeral.

All of his friends have had a say
Of good times of the past that came his way
The coffin leaves to the tune of “my way”
How sad the humanist funeral.



My first kiss

My future wife, my future life
Walks with me to the car,
Hand in hand, women and man
Under Aussie summer stars.

What now ?. Dunno how
This will all turn out,
My first love, her first love
Thinking of all the doubts.

Open her door, but before
She can get in the car,
Beating fast, faster and faster
Two innocent virgin hearts.

I hold her close, closer and closer
A moment not to miss,
Emotions fond, then respond
In a mutual life sealing kiss.

Mutual hug, emotions tug
Two lives changed forever,
Emotions feel, our lips are sealed
Going back to yesterday never.

Relationship trait, forever mates
That started with a kiss emotional,
Progressively shows, progressively grows
Into lives that are based on the spiritual.

All these years, all these fears
Have grown a greater love,
Not to be missed, was that first kiss
But the source of our life is God.