prayer

This is my Desire

This is my desire
To honour and serve my Lord
To love my neighbour
Seek the lost, and sign-post God
Speak truth and justice always

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post

The Choice

I will not allow my heart
To become a hideout for hatred;
I will not permit my mind
To succumb, a nesting place for fear;
I will only cherish, what is good,
Honest, strong and courageous;
I choose to live to show
The difference only God can make.

Get behind me Satan!
Reveal yourself, Holy Spirit!
Let the Father be glorified
By my witness to Jesus’ grace

written in response to a prompt at The Daily Post – “hideout

Ruach, Blow Through Me

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge

Our world turns, time burns
The wind blows as it pleases
Ruach! Blow through me!

From post-classical Latin ruach or its etymon Hebrew rūăḥ, meaning breath, wind, spirit, spirit of the living being, (specifically) the spirit of God.

written in response to the prompt at RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #134  – “Blow” and “Please”

Bible in One Year – Week 5 #BiOY

Having resolved this yearn to join with my church family (and many others) in reading the whole bible this year, I intend to hold myself accountable by sharing a key personal learning point each week.

This week I was reminded of what Jesus said about following traditions created by men rather than following God. Mark 7:5-13 says:

So the Pharisees and teachers of the law asked Jesus, ‘Why don’t your disciples live according to the tradition of the elders instead of eating their food with defiled hands?’

He replied, ‘Isaiah was right when he prophesied about you hypocrites; as it is written:

‘“These people honour me with their lips,
    but their hearts are far from me.
They worship me in vain;
    their teachings are merely human rules.”

You have let go of the commands of God and are holding on to human traditions.’

And he continued, ‘You have a fine way of setting aside the commands of God in order to observe your own traditions! For Moses said, “Honour your father and mother,” and, “Anyone who curses their father or mother is to be put to death.” But you say that if anyone declares that what might have been used to help their father or mother is Corban (that is, devoted to God) – then you no longer let them do anything for their father or mother. Thus you nullify the word of God by your tradition that you have handed down. And you do many things like that.’

Later in Mark 8, Jesus goes on to warn the twelve apostles of ‘the yeast’ of the Pahrisees and of Herod:

The disciples had forgotten to bring bread, except for one loaf they had with them in the boat. ‘Be careful,’ Jesus warned them. ‘Watch out for the yeast of the Pharisees and that of Herod.’
They discussed this with one another and said, ‘It is because we have no bread.’
Aware of their discussion, Jesus asked them: ‘Why are you talking about having no bread? Do you still not see or understand? Are your hearts hardened? Do you have eyes but fail to see, and ears but fail to hear? And don’t you remember? 19 When I broke the five loaves for the five thousand, how many basketfuls of pieces did you pick up?’
‘Twelve,’ they replied.
‘And when I broke the seven loaves for the four thousand, how many basketfuls of pieces did you pick up?’
They answered, ‘Seven.’
He said to them, ‘Do you still not understand?’

I pray that I will always have eyes to see and ears to hear, and the wisdom to understand the teaching of Jesus, and to reject that which comes from mere men, whatever their apparent earthly authority.

Called to Be

and I dreamt I had a conversation with my Father in Heaven:

“Who do you call me to be?”

“My child.”

“Where do you call me to be?

“Where you are, and where the wind takes you.”

“What do you call me to do?”

“To live authentically, to glorify your God,
showing your love for your God;

to love your neighbour:
to preach the good news of the Kingdom, and make disciples;
to release captives, and heal the sick;
to care for orphans and widows, feed the hungry,
and serve the poor and needy.”

“Lord, let it be as you say. Amen.

Spirit Fire Ignite

Spirit fire, ignite!
As your flames kiss my heart’s cheeks –
Grow my love anew

written in response to this week’s prompt in the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge – ‘flame and kiss’

Clinging On

when the spirals
spin ever eccentrically
downward, downward

when the depths
sink energetically
deeper, deeper

when every turn
confronts despair
hurting, hurting

wakeful and yet so listless
isolated yet standing off
tearful and dysfunctional
concentration, simply shot

what then can I do
but hold on not to deceit,
but cling on to Truth

what more can I do
than hold on not to pain
but cling on to what is Good

Lord help me, O help me
to cling only, on to You

Today’s Daily post prompt is cling

Uneven Breaths

Uneven breaths,
Irregular beats;
Anxiety pangs
Tearing at my chest;
From wit’s end
To misery;
From there
To journey’s end?
Anxiety short-circuits
Mind, body; journey.

Listen to my words, Lord,
consider my lament.
Hear my cry for help,
my King and my God,
for to you I pray.

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, and concluding with verses 1-2 of Psalm 5

Infinite Love

out of his glorious riches
he strengthens us with power
through his Spirit in our inner being
He dwells in our hearts

being rooted and established
in his infinite love,
we may share in His power,
together with all His holy people,

O to grasp how wide and long
how high and deep
is the immeasurable love of Christ,
to know this love that surpasses knowledge
to be filled to the measure withal
the fullness of God

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, and inspired by the apostle Paul’s prayer for the Ephesians (Ephesians 3:14-21 NIV)