Awake and arise  

The day greets you each moment and asks what it is you want to achieve  

What were your dreams last night and which ones do you want to accomplish  

Where are your goals and ambitions, lay the before you and ponder on them  

Take a breath and realise that to reach your goals is possible  

Don’t hesitate to think big, to dream big  

Let hope rise with courage and you will see that those little tasks will lead to a big reward  

Each day take a small step, reach out and believe

There is grace for you everyday

Each morning rises with the melody of hope and fulfilment.  

Never feel your alone or forsaken.

Realise you're blessed and loved.  

Take comfort in the truth that God cares about you  

and watches over your life each day.  

Do not succumb to your emotions but

rise above what appears hard and  

have confidence in your self.

I am alive  

I can see the path that lays ahead of me,  

The roads are winding and the challenge is hard  

But there is grace for every moment hope for every dream

I'm starting to breath,  

My captive lungs have been released and I can breathe the air of liberty.my heart has been rejuvenated to operate one beat at a time

My eyes are starting to clear up from the steam of self-pity and the world is large with life once more  

Songs and melodies of life begin to resonate in my mind causing me to believe and hope

The grass is always greener on the other side of pain  

The bird cage has been left open  and I can fly free  

I can explore the vastness of the heavens

This road forks into many directions  

Light feels like a distant memory as the heart feels chased by darkness  

which way  

Which way  

The pain of yesterday the troubles of tomorrow  

What's the best route how does the soul find healing  

The north star is hidden by the clouds of dismay

Optimism has departed pessimism takes residents  

The mind spins and churns wishing it could raise the white flag and find rest  

Yet which of the felt enemy will respond to weakness  

The enemy of the soul seeks after blood wants the heart to continue to decline  

The deception has been seen, felt, known

Slavery to vanity must be escaped but where can this wayfarer find liberty

Is there a power, a source, a person  

A solider, a captain  

All the soul knows is the road of death  

It needs to be taught the path of life

the steps taken have been without a guide  

And yet somehow they have been guided  

The body shakes form swimming in the sea of cold indifference

This pilgrim yearns for warmth

A fire to burn bright within the soul  

where are all these desires coming from  

Its easy to feel safe in old ways  

But there is craving for a new path  

The question is which road is it

As despair begins to settle in the heart a faint light flickers in the distance  

What can it be why is it there the only way to know is to take the path that leads there

Yet the question remains  

Will you take that one step

Time is in the hand of God.

He controls the events of each day both pleasing and dark. Finding humility and comfort in Him is the daily challenge. Each day brings its trouble and the storms must be walked through. Emotions overwhelm the soul perpetually and the heart is drowned in confusion and perplexity. O that help would be sent to assist one to swim in this sea of confusion and heart ache.

Loneliness creeps into the soul leaving the mist of solitary isolation. The heart is unable to cope with floods of emotions. The mind struggles to sit still and composed through the trials of life

To view God as all sufficient and all satisfying in the trials of life is difficult. To believe that in spite of all the trouble, all will be well, therein lies the difficulty.

I'm on a path of discovery  

Each day holds delectable fruits of learning for me to taste  

I take one each to my lips and gain understanding  

The night tells of wisdom and my heart is enlarged and encouraged

These trials will only be for a short while and then rest  

There will be a change, sometime soon the monochrome of time will burst forth with colour of joy and refreshment

The streams of living water proceed from the fountain of God

Quenching the thirst of anxious souls seeking rest and repose  

The heart of god is vast and open willing to welcome and heal the soul who places theirs trust in his son

We were once strangers and outcasts before him  

Raging against his truth and will until his love came down and touched us  

We were blind and had no eyes to see but he approached and gave us sight  

We were lame and crippled but he brought life to us and taught us how to walk

He has opened our hearts and rescued our souls for his own good pleasure  

No more do we drink the poisoned grapes of the world but now we drink the streams of living water filling our souls with joy peace and love  

Giving us a new hope for our future and strength for each new day

The clouds darken the sky  and the sun may appear blocked from view  

You long for the rays of comfort but feel the rain of confusion pelting on your face  

Regardless of your fears and sorrow  

Trust the lord  

Remember his goodness to you in time gone by and hope in it for today and tomorrow  

Your still alive, breathing air through the lungs and exhaling out all the bad stuff  

Its all by design, the trials are by the design of God's hands  

He promises to never give us more than what we can handle  

Never more than what we can bear  

So believe in him  

Trust his kindness and grace  

The days are better spent walking by his side

I am alone  

Filled with desire like a child with no milk to **** in the night  

I move secluded like lamb hoping for feed

The winds of trouble tip my tottering ship and it capsizes  

I drown in a sea of anxiety and fear  

Met by the sharks of despair  

The path I'm on is painful one, a garden filled with thorns  

do you see me as I flounder in this  my walk of life  

Hoping to look up and see a guiding light yet the only light perceived is the flash of thunder groaning through the grey skies

Is this the point of darkness where I'm called to abandon all hope  

There's no fusion between faith and courage  

These wells are dried and exhausted from repeated use of vain repetitions  

Mantras which try to trick the mind but never reaches the chambers of the heart  

I'm crushed beneath the weight of empty promises I tell myself  

I aim for the moon but fly too close to the sun  

What am I, who am I  

A caged bird, a baited bear, perhaps an uneducated savage  

I write words to form a blanket to keep warm in the cold nights  

Please though I seem like a beggar by the shop  

Believe me I can be more than the smell of desperation  

Help me, that I might toil and know its not in vain

O sorrowful one  

Your tears are seen  

Each droplet is collected in a sacred bottle  

Your sighs don’t go unheard  

The Lord Knows, The Lord sees  

He ordained the days

He ordained the moments  

Trust Him, he brings solid joys with each day  

He is always at hand to heal and to bless  

Always