A quest for stasis Amidst the unrelenting flux. Ought I to pursue permanence In the face of inevitable revolution? Or must I cede to the torrid blaze, Yield to the detritus and decay, Surrender to the somnolence and silence, And act as though some fleeting verdant renaissance, Forms adequate compensation For the impending gusts of…
The summer heat can be hard to bear Tough times for good people just doesn’t seem fair The Australian summer seems intent on suffocating life Drought, flood, fire, illness – continued strife Yet the Lord watches over me and is my shade at my right hand1 Autumn leaves change colour and fall across the land…
Seeing other people’s lives Cars and lights flashing by I feel we’re running out of time To think about Jesus’ sacrifice As the Son of God there was Something he was given To be made with precision He received a decision He could sacrifice himself To save undeserving people Or he could simply leave us…
I was born in Autumn, in April, Back then it was simple. The days when there were no worries in the world, Crying when hungry and I get bottled. When choosing clothes for preschool was stressful, Trying not to look like a fool, yet cool. Moved to a new country, Not easy, but quite a…
All natural elements of this world go through seasons. The leaves change colour, the air becomes crisp and the days are shortened. These signs not only symbolise an end to something but also of a beginning. As a society, we often fall into the trap of glorifying ‘busy’. It is often a badge of honour…
The path He set to navigate None of us would ever plan. He stepped outside Heaven’s gates; It’s King became a man. Each step was worth a thousand For the lost would soon be won. For God so loved the world He gave His only Son. Each step was worth as many As…
Where is Jesus when I’m falling apart? Where is Jesus when I’m alone in the dark? Crying on the bathroom floor covered in shame. Contemplating my worth and desperately craving love. Where is Jesus when I don’t recognise myself? Where is Jesus when I’ve had enough? Where is Jesus when my friends have abandoned me?…
What I find in Jesus Is more than any word Is bigger than any thought Is greater than any gift What I find in Jesus Is not only for me But for everyone who wants the key To everlasting love and peace What I find in Jesus Through only asking once Is an…
We are surrounded By words, vowels, syllables, All jumbled and mixed. Flowing through our minds Like white water rapids. Crashing over every sentence. Each word is defined by The one who made it. There are many books Made up of these words. We live by them. They dictate; how We communicate. How we feel, What…
My little love, Every parent hopes and dream things for their child. Some dream of possible careers, some of adventures, some spouses. I can’t really picture you beyond just a few years ahead of where you are now – and I don’t really want to. Time goes so quickly; I don’t need to rush…