Hope a wild and heady cliff top bright
Squalling falling now I dash myself
Upon the rocks of disappointment
Jagged reality splitting fleshy dreams
Thrills from the heights now spilled
Spattered red and ready fading
Cold elements unfeeling stealing
All evidence of hope’s prior sights.
What substance now of things unseen
Can chilled bone fragments gather
Breath groan, sinews grow, blood flow
Heart scar seams, could have beens
Waiting with gravity to be redeemed.
Standing naked in the tempest,
Swells and waves, test flood defences,
Grateful in the wreckage you stake-
Out the teardrop thoughts for my sake.
Collaboration with Chris Wheeler
Ringlet spirals down your cheek,
Half closed eyelids hide and seek
From and for the love,
For which you were created.
♥
Loose your grip on lies of old,
Slip into the Saviour’s hold,
Bravely let the dance
Mold the truth into your stance.
♥
Unfathomed depths, dip in your heart;
Ripple seen is just the start,
Weight of rushing power
Freeing, washing walls apart
♥
Bridal beauty lies within
Unbridled; He’s extinguished sin,
Skies of light wherein
Potential fiercely soars and sings
♥
Choosing to step onto rock,
Look not back, smash the lock,
You can and will be loved
Now and through eternity!
♥
So let your gaze be lifted to
The one who loves to hear from you,
Praise will be the key;
Outwit deceit of enemy
♥
Your voice was bestowed by the King,
A unique one, distinctive ring,
Lest the stones cry out,
Let the Princess her words bring!
Today’s lesson; Fire is Hot.
Just over a week ago, I was in Church and God showed me a picture of some wax. I had no idea why, of what it was about.
Today I was trying to melt some wax with my ‘improved’ lighter, and the lighter melted and I slightly burnt my finger. I know that when my Mam reads this she will be horrified. (Please forgive me, I really wasn’t being that dangerous and no real ill consequences came).
Why is fire so tempting? I want to suggest, (though I don’t claim to be the first) that fire is like love, that fire is like God. A bit. See, fire is amazing, makes you warm, makes you excited, makes you want to get closer, to play, to be awed. But… Fire is also dangerous. Especially if you underestimate it.
I might start to use fire in a bad way… to feel powerful maybe? Or I might leave fire unattended, scorn it’s potential to do something. Or I might forget to put more fuel on the fire, and be shocked when it goes cold.
The Fire the that sparkles and warms
Burns those who scorn,
The Love that melts the heart must
not become lust,
The God whose compassion shines
also refines.
So don’t underestimate Fire, Don’t underestimate Love and Don’t underestimate God. Micah 1:4
Weary and lonely
Yet wanting to be alone,
Itching to fly
But energy gone,
Restless for no reason,
Excitement and dread
Quarreling, Sigh
I try again to clear my head
Frustration,
I know this lead
Is not mine to carry,
Don’t give in.
I tarry at the hurdle,
Pray.
Breathe in the Sweet Pea Sun
Win back the day.
Plans formed from omniscient perspective,
But we place ourselves at the centre
of our Universe, we’re not objective,
We’re busy getting treasure
In our eyes
♦
We wear our crowns and build our thrones
On the backs of slaves we would never own,
Knowing the danger of reflecting;
Conscience’s nudges keep rejecting,
Materialism saves
In our eyes
♦
Hunger drives the greed for ‘things’
And in turn greed pursues success
Which fails to quench the emptiness
Having tasted it
In our eyes
♦
Lusting after something new,
Choosing truths that just aren’t true,
Scared of looking up to
the depth of life our hearts once knew,
It’s too big a sacrifice
In our eyes
♦
The pace increases in our search,
Floundering for the prize unknown,
In our screaming Limbo perched,
We can do it on our own
In our eyes
♦
We envision limitation
In your loving whisper ‘Come’,
Freedom to or freedom from?
We’re captives of our own freedom.
♦
CER
catieeliza 
Written
on Dec 19, 2020