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A Poem from Depths

A Poem from Depths

Crashing into me crushing the bones of me fire snakes through my body unrelenting and unyielding.   Where are you, Lord? Have you deserted me for ever?   Why so downcast, O my soul?   I have nothing left.   Into the depths of deep, the cavernous abyss of incessant and inexorable disease   Where are you, my Lord? Have you deserted me forever?   Yet in the deepest depths is the deepest depth the mystery of who you are…

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Worship – just why?

Worship – just why?

Worship. What’s that all about, then? I wonder if some of you look at some of my writing, tweets and so on and wonder why I’d want to worship God – especially when I am so often in pain. What is it about worship which catches hold of me so? Isn’t a God who requires worship somewhat arrogant, egocentric even? Why would I want to worship a God who loves to be adored? These are questions I’ve been asked and…

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Torn.

Torn.

Torn. A lonely garden draped in a starry night, a soul ripped apart. Yet not my will but yours His spirit shrieks his fear His body trembles overwhelmed with the weight Of us   Torn. Rust-bound nails pierce uncreated flesh, Word of eternity in blood cascading. Arms spread wide in love-drenched agony.   Torn. A mother’s heart shattered into a million pieces, she watches, afraid to turn away. Drowned in the anguish of uncomprehending grief. She recalls a night so…

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Breathe.

Breathe.

  When I went to New Wine this last week, I wasn’t breathing too well. Breathing is kind of taken for granted, really. You breathe in. You breathe out. You don’t think too much about it. It just happens. Except when every time you breathe sharp pain snakes down your right hand side. There’s nothing like a touch of pleurisy to make you hyper-aware of the effect of breathing. You try to breathe less; to breathe lighter. To take less…

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