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My heart feels the clouds —
So warm and yet so heavy
It’s as if I’m pondering
About the next visit of its bleeding.

I’m incomplete
With those, I’ve considered as variables
For a long time ago —
Devastated with lots of foolishness I entertain,
And I’m stuck with the utterance
Of who’s waving the white flag.

Without a single thought,
I mock myself over and over again.
Within my pillows,
I shed and saved so many tears
As if I’m gonna earn from it one day.

From time to time,
I check the beating of ng heart
If I’m still on the track
That once paved before me.

And I shiver
With those old pictures of yesterday
So old yet so new —
And I can feel my genuine gladness.
328 · Feb 2024
The Birth of Poetry
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Maybe some beautiful letters
Were written not in the bed full of roses —
Some write to make their lovers live,
But some… to **** the blurry pages and leave.

Maybe I could write
Until the last dance of the clock…
And I won’t ask another charge
To keep the thumping of my heart.

And maybe I could write
Until the sun smiles
And meet the moon
And bid each other’s goodbyes.

Until the last drop of blood
Shed in tears, falling like leaves unto my feet…
Until my sleep has left my being…
Until everyday meets no end with an infinite kiss.
032020

You’ve let our doors close,
And one time I heard You
It was so quick but a banging in my heart...
As You say we still don’t know what we’re doing.

I thought it would be the end for us...
For us as one nation and one world
Fall short of Your glory each day
It was never boring in Your presence.

But Lord, here we are with our empty plans,
Still asking for Your undying grace...
You were never upset over us
But You interceded instead.

It was like Your uttered prayer in the Gethsemane,
You’ve proved Your power to heal,
You were so confident w/ Your might to save,
And yes, I will believe over and over again.

We have so much to offer
And we’re no longer counting stars each night,
But each day to rise again,
We’re counting on You.

So Lord, let You will overcome our fears
For this world we never hold,
Even this time we choose to lose our grip
We are one in You.. and so be with us.
1. Jesus Prayed Three Times in Gethsemane

Matthew 26:36-46

36 Then Jesus went with his disciples to a place called Gethsemane, and he said to them, “Sit here while I go over there and pray.”37 He took Peter and the two sons of Zebedee along with him, and he began to be sorrowful and troubled.38 Then he said to them, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with me.”

Jesus also came to the point of sorrow and that time was also the time when he actually needs comfort and support from his disciples by being with him. It’s not that he needs them but he wanted them to learn that in tough times, prayer becomes the most powerful weapon.

Reading this now makes me feel that Jesus is still interceding for us up to now. He can actually return now and rapture can actually take place these days for His children not to suffer. But God delays the rapture because He is seeing things higher than what we as human beings can actually perceive. God is actually saving the whole world — He is after saving our souls more than our mortal bodies.

Matthew 10:28

Do not be afraid of those who **** the body but cannot **** the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell.

Yes, maybe the world is suffering too much. Not all can find time to worship God right now or see these things happening under the hands of God. There are people who need to work in order to survive each day but isn’t it still a blessing that we have the Lord until now and that we are confident that Jesus will be able to save us eternally.

We can see that in social media, there are too many news and even fake news to which at times, also put and trigger fear to others. But the great news is: Jesus is still here and still available to be called to. It is the greatest time to pray for the world and for the leaders who are above us.

2. Everything is Possible in God but We Are Still in the Waiting

39 Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.”

When Jesus was praying, I see him kneeling for us and asking Father God to heal the world now but we have to understand as children of God (because of Jesus Christ), that the will of God is not what we ask Him to be His will. We can pray hard right now but the answer is still up to God. We are just to blessed to be heard by our Lord because He sees us in our bent knees.

Jesus was also the reflection of the world nowadays — those believers of God who believes that the will of God shall happen and if it’s His will today, this too shall pass.

3. What Are We Doing? Are we Still Asleep?

40 Then he returned to his disciples and found them sleeping.“Couldn’t you men keep watch with me for one hour?” he asked Peter. 41 “Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.”

42 He went away a second time and prayed,“My Father, if it is not possible for this cup to be taken away unless I drink it, may your will be done.”

43 When he came back, he again found them sleeping, because their eyes were heavy. 44 So he left them and went away once more and prayed the third time, saying the same thing.

45 Then he returned to the disciples and said to them,“Are you still sleeping and resting? Look, the hour has come, and the Son of Man is delivered into the hands of sinners.46 Rise! Let us go! Here comes my betrayer!”

COVID-19 as what Pastor said earlier, isn’t as powerful as we think of it. We are not being selfish here when we knew that many lives were taken by it but disciples of Jesus, wake up! It is the hour, it is the time that we should cooperate more with the Lord. While the world is shaking and while many trembles, let us be more awake and alert for at times like this, we need to be stronger in faith.

Our flesh may be weak and we can actually be affected by the disease or be affected by the news and entertain anxiety and fear but take heart, the Lord has already overcome the world! Let us not fall from the temptation of the enemy that starts in our minds.

2 Corinthians 10:5

5 We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.

John 16:33

33 “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

And even before this happened to us, we praise God that we have known Him before these things and He already revealed so much to us so that we’ll never rely on what the world says. Coz when we have the right foundation, we’ll never be easily shaken.

Matthew 10:27

What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs.

THE LORD’S REBUKE

These past and recent days, the Lord rebuked me,

“Anong ginagawa mo, Anak?”

I was actually reminded as Jesus said this:

Luke 23:34

Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” And they divided up his clothes by casting lots.

And it was as if when Jesus looks at the world now, he is seeing what he is expecting to see but he still knows that there is hope unto us all. And that in this season, many will be saved.

It was a direct rebuke from God, checking things that we do. Do we really know what we are doing? Are we doing the right things? Are we already awake or are we still enjoying sleeping?

Every time I remember these prayers of Jesus and how he prayed for us, I was in an instant self-assessment. I also believe that we, disciples of Jesus hear much these days about the Lord. We will know it by how we truly spend our days these days. God allowed it to remove all the things that keep us busy for us to see what we truly treasure. Remember that God is God. He loves you; so trust Him — trust Him like before coz He is the same yesterday, today and forever! Be a blessing to your home and pray for the world!
315 · Nov 2022
You and I (the Church)
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You and I
Are the sand and the Sea,
Multitudes are waiting for You,
We will always keep coming
Back to One another.

You and I
Are the trees of eternal spring,
We shall never leave.
Every Word You’ve spoken is worthy
And Love is never absent
And what is shared,
Never forgotten.

You and I
You’re my Groom, my Safe Place
Your vow means You’re my Rock,
By rock, You mean You’re my castle
And by Castle, You mean You’re my Treasure.

You and I
I wait for my Love
Calling out Your Name
Your beauty is perfection.
A river flows in my eyes and You wipe it away...
You remove my yoke,
Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty!
Revelation 22:1-5 (ESV)

“Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city; also, on either side of the river, the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit each month. The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. No longer will there be anything accursed, but the throne of God and of the Lamb will be in it, and his servants will worship him. They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads. And night will be no more. They will need no light of lamp or sun, for the Lord God will be their light, and they will reign forever and ever.”

V. 7
“And behold, I am coming soon. Blessed is the one who keeps the words of the prophecy of this book.”

V.17
The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come.” And let the one who hears say, “Come.” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who desires take the water of life without price.
314 · Nov 2022
Sheen
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You become like the Sun —
Everyone stirs up to the heartfelt rays
And the sparkling light that It conveys.
They are indebted for Its existence.

But the sun doesn't try to draw attention to Itself.
It just appears in the morning —
Giving Its warmth and light inaudibly but graciously,
And sets Its time bomb by the evening.

Then It appears the succeeding day.
Everyone goes to bed –
Always looking forward to Its reappearance.
And they are frantic every single day.

You are a light in Christ Jesus –
You have been placed in the center of the room
And on top of the hill.

Don't you use that divine position
To show off your sheen,
Or entice any attention to yourself
So people can see how bright a light you are,
Or so you can intimidate them with your glow.

Instead, let ALL your vigor appears naturally
As you come back tomorrow with no other agenda –
Except to luster for someone’s road.
Giving off that deific balminess
And sunlit to the whole world – and all creations.
Be their warmth, then call it a day.
And you’ll be glad to rest in your sleep.

As long as you remain God-centred –
Allowing Him to spring His Nature through you
Without any selfish interest as the Sun does,
Then your life is full, firm, and accomplished each day.
313 · Jan 20
Tugon
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Paanong ang mga bulalakaw
Ay kusang nagpapaubaya?
Mahuhulog sa lalim ng gabi
Dawit ang liwanag nitong taglay.

Sumapit ang ika-dalawampu ng unang buwan
At pumipisan pa rin ang mga mata
Sa lilim ng Kanyang kagandahan.
Ang yaman ng pag-ibig ay bukas sa lahat,
Sa palad Niya’y kakapit pa rin
Maging ang may tangan ng mga sandata.

Sa wakas at hindi na muling mauubusan pa
Ng hininga ang gabing walang himpil sa paghikbi.
Hindi na muling pipikit at hahawi sa dilim
Na nagbabakasakaling masaklawan nito
Ang Ilaw na papawi sa kanyang pagkabulag.

Ilalantad na ang sarili
Na para bang ito na ang huling paghinga.
Hindi na iaantala ang panahon,
Ngayo’y oras ay hindi na kalaban pa —
Ngayon ang tugon nya‘y “oo”
Pagkat ang bukas ay wala nang pahina.
You take the glory from this —
From every beatific happiness of heaven,
As the Sun leaves her nest from above
Stretching her breath towards the evolving darkness.

And despite the delay of time,
While the mindful wind spells her madness
As if she’s blowing an occasional candlestick;
The tree did not surrender her promise at all.

And that is to keep everyone so, so still…
And she’s like a mother who’s afraid to lose her child,
Who tries to protect her precious one at all costs,
Who tries to save a life more than hers.

You take the glory from this —
The formation of every rock
That falls exactly to their perfect places,
As Your voice sprouts hymns of creations
Of every beautiful kind…
Oh, in Your eyes, these are all beautiful.

And whenever we lose our grip,
Whenever we surrender our pure selves
Into the deepest ocean to let ourselves die,
You command Grace to come to rescue us.

And take hold of us,
To contain and consume us in a vessel
Where only You can truly feel the longing of our hearts.
And then put a new spirit in us…
And breathe a new fire on us —
A new breed of hope anchored to Your core.

So even an ember can call the soldiers of the heaven
To rally against our raging darkest thoughts
To break the walls that we continue to allow to get higher
As we also try to take the rest of the steps of our pursuit…
And yet failed ourselves by doing things on our own.

You take the glory from this —
From the gigantic waves welcoming us
Even before our feet kissed the sparkling sands.
The coarse-textured the salted waters
Making us the only remainder
Of this beautiful equation of our own stories,
Of sailing beyond the hidden horizons
And riding the tides as we spread our wings in motion.

And even before our arms collide and bid goodbye
To the sun who brought us home
And call it peace when we’re in Your sweetest embrace,
We remain in awe of You —
For everything speaks about You
And defines Your grandeur
In the middle of the night and day.

And as we continue to ponder the days,
We can’t deny the fact
That You’ll still be and will always be
The most beautiful
And the most precious among them all.
311 · Nov 2022
Disguise
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People started drinking coffee and staring at Me
From studio apartment windows,
Under pretty white gazebos,
In the open carport,
Busy offices with disinfecting stuff,
Some even paused Netflix on their TV screens.

Some hated Me –
For while I smell sweet,
Only some flowers grow
In the springtime.
And there were some whose thorns
**** the other just to survive.

I watched while hands are being driven to the sky
As if they're waiting for Me,
As if they're prepared enough.
Some collects in pretty puddles on the pavement
So that toddlers in rubber boots
Can jump in and splash their parents –
And they're on it,
I bet the game has started.

Love is sincere –
I make lovers miss one another,
I lull crying teenagers
To sleep in their warm beds
And some keep dancing
Tapping the floor with each move
And they believed I was hypnotized
To delay my visit and their season.
People don't simply watch
And listen with gentle acceptance,
I saw various faces changing masks every day –
Trying to fit what seems an "endless time."

Some were afraid of Me –
As one talks about Me,
Some run away.
So they don't even hear my expertise.
That I wash pretty chalk paintings off
Of driveways in suburbs
And without a second thought,
I can make them clean.

One tells the other,
As if I seep through their ceiling tiles
Turning cozy little homes
Into chaotic whirlwinds
Of anxiety and destruction --
Maybe, that's how their perspectives are.

I love the kids, so playful of their kind --
So I get them out of the pool
While sprinting inside,
Cold, wet, and uncomfortable.
Then I wash the leaves into
their gutters.

I touch the earth with my presence
To feel some semblance of warmth,
And I don't leave the thunder at your home,
I don't break the things that I love,
Unless they let me break their hearts
For what breaks mine.

I am the Rain,
But most of the time, I'm more than that.
308 · Jun 2015
The Way Jesus Did
"If we claim to live with Jesus, we must walk the way Jesus did."*
- **XL
306 · Jul 2023
The Kingdom’s Wisdom
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Wise are those who win their battles
Not because their strength
Is the same fruit of their labor…

Wise are those who win others
Not by their words
That affirm one’s nation,
But winning them
From the beginning
Until the last breath of their days.
303 · May 2014
Sending His Word On
All of our burdens,
And all of our sorrows,
By the power of His blood,
Jesus took away.

Our lives, we've surrendered;
And gave Him our all,
Now, God has embraced us –
So much, our cups overflowed.

Each day, we wake up
With His unconditional love as our pillow,
With the blanket of grace,
Our sins, now washed away.

With His God-given authority,
He Himself has sent us;
To the world that was dead –
Filled with lies and schemes of the enemy.

Every soldier of God wears His full armor,
As He has called as to be the light and the salt;
And for this dying generation,
“Speak life!,” the Lord says and “Win this nation!”

For it was His blood that has saved us,
And the battle isn’t ours now, but His!
The Lord has fought for us and died for our sake,
Why not offer our all and fight with firm faith?

The cup of salvation,
Which has the power to redeem,
Send it on to all nations!
‘Coz the multitudes are waiting!

Be freed with the earthly bondages!
Serve the Lord with full obedience,
‘Coz change only starts with one’s self,
Then, a chain reaction shall prevail!

Be the mouthpiece of the Word,
And the magnet of blessings,
For the world needs Jesus,
Now let’s all make Him famous!
302 · May 2014
Senseless Words
Strength
We all have one
Two or three
Or more
As we be in prime.

My hands got sleepy
Every time I deviate
On how the world
Turns itself
Upside down
There’s no ups
No manna.

I found the sky’s black
I told my ears
Not just to listen
But to imitate
The chirping
The breezing
And grasping
Of every rough leaves.

The leaf fall
I got up
It was full-grown
But where am I?
What am I now?

The story
This story
Was enveloped
It was delivered
To the outside world
The monsterous one
If there’s such word.

Everything was left untold
The colours
Braced themselves
Found nothing
Tasteless and colorless
So smooth
So rough
So scared
Afraid
Anxious
I was unknown.

(12/8/13 @xirlleelang)
300 · Feb 2024
Who You Say I Am
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I will SECURE you —
Remove your insecurities
And remember to mention my Name
I am here even before you declare.

I will LIFT you —
Remain grounded, your heart I will take care.
Your fall isn’t a failure
When you see things through My lens.

I willl STRENGTHEN you —
Your weary soul, I breathe life!
Your burdens, I will carry
Your tears, I will wipe.

I will always LOVE you —
Nothing can separate you from Me.
My love is complete and just focus on Me,
I will be sufficient for you!

Believe and receive,
Abide in me, My Child…
And trust Me wholeheartedly —
I Am who you say I Am!
296 · May 2024
Don’t Buy Me Everything
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If faith can buy anything,
What would be your purchase?
If faith can buy everything,
Would you still be trusting the LORD?

If favor is a commodity,
Can your money be enough?
Would you use all your resources
To get close to what you really want?

And if God always gives what your heart desires,
Would you see Him the way you see Him now?
Would you still seek Him if everything goes well?

And if you love the world too much,
You would never have valued what you have gained —
For what you gained in Christ is precious
That even money and power cannot buy.
290 · Jan 2022
I Will Still Believe
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Everywhere is a trap
Rages of fire against me,
Taunting me and haunting me,
Everywhere I go,
Enemies surround me.

I look up at the Sky
For it’s the only place I can hide.
I look up with my heart out,
With this heavy feeling, I surrender.

Invisible in my eyes
And yet I continue to believe
And I won’t stop believing
That my God will rescue me.

My soul may be devoured for now
But I will be set free
Their bows they will let go,
Their arrows will not touch me.

The threats they speak against us
Are made known to my Master
I will never back down
Because my God is with me.
288 · Sep 2024
Shallow Seas
090424
@ CB

Will it ever matter if I don’t rhyme?
Will the symphony of my soul be brought to halt?
And if I ever stop chasing the seas,
Would I end up wandering
And be thrown into the lakes of uncertainties?

And when’s the time to speak up?
If no one would ever listen —
Their old windows were shut,
Will they ever roll up the blinds?

If I stop poetry,
Would they ever know?
Who would care if I lost appetite
And send petitions to heal my soul?

For many times I wonder
How the sun meets no end
But in the span of few hours
There’s no left in him —
And yet tomorrow is still his.

Some bids goodbye,
But some simply dive and never looked back.
They drive their own tires
But still missed out the trains.

Oh poor fellow,
They disgust with their own dirt.
Some picked up their mat
And already walked the talk
But some remained in silence
Hoping that one day, they’ll beg no more.

Some still plants the seeds they kept too long,
While some harvest what they toil.
And they’ll ask, “Will justice ever come?”
Some embrace the narrow roads —
Walking in silence and let go the gongs.
But some entered the wrong doors,
For their eyes are on fire
Throwing arrows from left to right.

A short of breath —
One sighs and one sleeps.
But the snap of the thunders,
The roaring of the mighty lion,
Aren’t they being disturbed?
288 · Jan 2024
The Mark You Left Me
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The very anthem of my soul
Is to shed every tear in your arms
And the comfort you shared before
Meant a precious treasure found —
Found in the most genuine kindness
In the most peaceful way
That I can ever calm the storms within me…

My soul longed for time
To bring puzzles into pictures
To depict the beauty I found for years
In the palms of my own ashes and failures.

And in such a span of time and space
That draws me into the vastness of my being —
Then maybe I could say I could just dive
In the ocean’s deep and fear no more.  

If I am to bury myself
And the depths of my heart somewhere,
Would you find this a treasure to keep?
Would you ever believe that I found the half of me…
287 · Jan 2024
A Call to Come Home
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Your heart —
The best place for HUMILITY.
You are —
God’s TEMPLE and never a tenement.

You can be —
A man/ woman AFTER GOD’S HEART
And be a WITNESS
Of your own transformation…
The best TRANSFORMATION
Before the glimpse of your very eyes.

JESUS —
The best EXAMPLE of all…
Your tears, He will wipe…
Your shame, He will cover in His embrace…
Your pain, He has overcome.

He sees things from ABOVE —
More than the speckles in our eyes…
His heart, so PURE…so  GENUINE…

I asked…
“How could Jesus share the same table
With his known betrayer?”
Then the Spirit within me stood up…
For I haven’t seen the BEST OF GOD yet…

The Spirit grieves…
The Spirit says, “What’s in your heart?”
All my LIFE, I’m just a BROKEN VESSEL —
Needing the PRESENCE OF GOD
To breathe the BREATH OF HEAVEN…
The breath of SALVATION…
More than the words I can utter in tears.

I am a WITNESS —
Of how the Spirit within me
Sees the BIGGER PICTURES…
Thy will be done on earth as it is in HEAVEN…
His SAVING GRACE is enough —
I will be HOME soon.
280 · Jan 2022
So Close Transformation
011222


Oh, wonderful Counselor
My soul cries for help
And You hear my plea
You answer my desperate call.

My enemies will flee and tremble
For You are with me.
You are my shield, my rock
You are my foundation
And my only hope.

You store my tears
And when I’m tired,
You give me rest
So I can sleep.

Oh Lord, You deserve the glory
My enemies will become my friends
And the favor shall bless all of us.

My heart is ready to forgive
And is willing to change
Wherever direction You lead me to.

I’ve witnessed a transformation
From day to day,
You hold me in Your arms
And I am not simply comforted,
But I am also secure.

Oh for long sleepless nights,
I can now rest and have peace
Because my God is my shelter
My stronghold and strong tower.
021622

My heart is Yours, truly Yours my God
You bring anthem to my soul
You bring hope as I trust in You.

My enemies plot against me, Lord
And in my silence,
You are the Defender of my soul.
They laugh at me and they cancel me
But I hold on to Your Word.

For Your Word is greater than the word of mouth,
You will cover me and You will not let me live in shame,
You will draw me closer, Lord
You will secure me in Your constant hands.

You will rescue me among my enemies
You will deliver me and You will give me victory.
In Your Name, there is truth
Your promises will always remain.
272 · Apr 2019
Glorious Stars
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I look up at the sky tonight
And it seems I'm counting the endless nights
Above, You bestow the stars
To which my heart,
In remembrance, defines Your promises
which were never hidden by the clouds.

I saw the roaring and beating of
Every star that represents
Every person, every generation,
Every soul w/ endless tears
Yet has never been forgotten by Your grace.

I see myself sparkling in the sky
And You set hope in my heart
And that one day, all of those stars will unite --
Unite as one as they bring You more glory
You -- You're forever glorified!
050520

“Every time it rains,
I weigh Your tears —
I weigh Your fears.”

I woke up to sweet, beautiful rain
Stickin’ my head out the door
Feelin’ the coolness drip over my face.
I was waiting for You to come,
To visit me even on windows
While You clothe me as I shiver.

I left a letter in Your forest
For I know there’s Someone
Who’s more than the trees
Who can sum up my mixed emotions
Written even in the dried leaves.

“It’s not just the leaves on the woods
That saw your tears,
So I called for the rain to accompany you,
Let your heart not be surprised
With a little sweet gift.”

I stick my hands out
And long for them to be washed
By this water from heaven.
Wash over me, Rain
Wash over me, Water —
Wash me clean.

“Stay put,
For I’m about to draw You near.”
The Sky’s shedding its tears today,
I caught Its droplets on my palms

And it was clear —
Transparent like glass.
Then I heard the voice of the Living Water.
“I have already made you clean

You are forgiven —
I am Your land’s Healer,
The Alpha and Omega,
The Beginning and the End.”
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Every day it costs me "strength" to see a movie,
But it's much more a reality than an epic fantasy,
I call it "season" as the sun rises:
Birds chirping as an act of worship --
Even nature hymns for your might and glory!
Then, I'll be home -- beat my body
At the end breaking of the dawn.

You set fire like a burning furnace
Sprinkling every thirsty soul
And in Your pages is undying Truth,
Life for those who trust,
Lamp unto every foot, no lost cannot be found --
You're the hope for those who lose heart
And they'll take a stand, as they gain courage on the Cross,
Power is in Your might.

Past is less than a heartbeat
In the sound of the trumpet which awaits
And one day or two, there'll be no boasting of minutes.

You're such a good, good spoiler after all!
You're all-knowing yet all Truths,
You offered to us at hand
What a gift to this generation!

You speak no play, no deception
So real as how the skies depict its beauty -- never lies.
And one day, it is "gain" in the blink of an eye.

It is a joy to enter Your rest
No more tears, no more fantasies
As how the movie rolls --
Just You and the Heavens and all praise are Yours!
This is a movie and it's coming soon!
Jesus is coming soon!
270 · May 2024
Keeper
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You paint my life with red —
And I keep on sinking in your oceans of grace.
You are my Miracle Working God,  
So merciful even when I drown in my own desires.

So closed to death, I mention Your Name
My dry lungs spit blood
And my bones has become weak
For I pierce myself when I neglect Your ways
But you keep calling me
To build altars in Your mountains.

So I run to your grace —
I climb up looking for Your presence
Where I know I will thirst no more
For Your tender arms is my eternal home.

And I was thrown not in the lake of fire
But in your Throne of Grace
Where I can no longer feel the tears in my eyes
For you caught me in Your arms
Where I surrendered my being.

You keep on rescuing me
And Your embrace clothes me with security.
I fear but no longer in this world
I fear of losing you —
Keep my soul, oh Lord
Keep me until forever.
269 · Feb 2024
Resonance
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There’s a poetry in my head
A hymn that my soul sings
And a Voice deep within my core saying,
“Write again, write about my Splendor and Glory.”  

I will exhalt you in all nations —
And I will continually be amazed…
Of how majestic You are.

How You took notice of my heart…
My oh, so weary soul.  
My desperate call for help,
And yet I am so loved by You.

So, so loved that You died
To wipe out every tear…
To bestow the life I’m supposed to live.

You’re the treasure I will keep…
And to truly live
Is to trust You with all I have,
To wait patiently…  
And so help my unbelief.

You are Jesus,
The Lover of my soul…
The Perfector of my faith.

You are the Keeper
Of the key to my heart and no one —
Just no one
Can separate me from You.
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You left Your Throne for me,

Yet never lost Your sacred essence.

You came with purpose, burning bright —

To rescue me, to bring me light.

You are the Most High, the Messiah,

All power beneath Your sovereign feet.

No force, no darkness, no hellish scheme —
Nothing can sever what’s ours to keep.

The Cross is more than wood and nails,

It’s where You bled for all my sins.

You, Heaven’s Beloved, pure and true,

Yet still You chose to die for me too.

How unfathomable Your love is,

It floods my soul, a boundless sea.

I tremble, awestruck, in Your grace,

For You have made a way for me.

My love for You, I claim again,

And lay it at Your feet.

My days are far too few, I know,

Yet You promise me eternity
263 · Feb 2024
Bleeding Ribbons
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As I watch the Sun bleed,
The oceans went through my eyes —
The deep ocean, diving in my soul
Driving and cleansing every dirt I envision.

I had no hold for tomorrow
Nor I had no idea what will come next.
And yet my hope is in the Sun’s rising again.
My hope isn’t hidden, it will soon be captured.

The image as shut my entity’s door
Becomes the image of a robe in white…
The reddish ribbons in deep wounds,
The spiky thorn in the Sun’s crown.

Tearing all in the mention of a Name —
A name higher than the stars in space,
Higher than the galaxies discovered,
Higher than the infinities no one could ever measure.
261 · Jan 6
The Art and the Master
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The beauty of Your Creation
speaks of who You are—
The art, the abstract, the purpose,
The meaning woven into all.
You hold every piece in Your hands,
And call it Your Masterpiece.

The gallery boasts not of its own depth.
The visitors pass through, entranced,
Some have not known the Artist,
But the patterns, from one work to the next,
Reveal His hand, His heart, His soul.

The Artist steps forward,
Presenting each piece to the naked eye.
But no one can claim them,
For they are His, and His alone—
A testament to His touch, His design.

Every piece has a story to tell,
One by one,
Some admiring the other,
Some passing by to the next,
Yet all are part of the grand design,
Each radiating its own magnificent beauty.

The balance, the harmony—
The Artist knows every detail.
He lingered over each intricate line,
Every stroke, every shape, every hue,
And He knows the angles where beauty hides,
In places the eye alone cannot see.

No glance is wasted, no hand unskilled—
Every piece a revelation,
A whisper of the divine,
A glimpse into the eternal,
Crafted with purpose, crafted with love.
259 · Feb 2024
No Body
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My hands were weary
Even before I came here —
But the stone was already rolled away!
Where are You?
Where are you, my Lord?

I was a nobody
But still, You called me.
Where is Your Body, Lord?
Where did they take You?
Or, what miracle are You doing?

I look at the skies
As the sun rays kisse my skin.
I lift up my hands and praise from within —
I lift up my eyes to the One
Coz I know You always make a Way!

No body’s in the grave!
But I know the promises You made!
No body and yet my soul rejoices!
What a wonderful resurrection!
Jesus, the freedom is here! Reign! Reign!

My soul waits for You
But I wait not in vain
But in hope, I continually trust in You.
Nobody before, but I’m somebody now!
And You will come, You will come!

Come, awake my soul
Come and get me to rest in You!
I sing to Your magnificence!
I dance in the hymn of the Spirit You gave me!
I’ll wait for nobody else, but You!
The clouds whispered,
“You’re the Name above all Names.”
The oceans shouted the last words
He has always bear in his mind,
With no second thoughts,
But just a glimpse of the future.
The zeal of his being
And the beginning of everything that sprouts.
He declares, “You are worthy of it all.”

The words that once shattered for the fallen,
Those words that lingered in the mighty sleepers,
The words that have been longing to be found
To be kept and to be lived more than anything else.
And it became more than itself,
More than the splashing bequeathing eternal scent,
More than the salty waters
Caught in every beholder of light,
In the brimming goblet of healing and revival.

The man walked and no one has seen his shadow yet.
The spell of the dearest with a glorious crown
Is as irrefutable as his ethereal beauty.
Oh, the waiting shall be over soon..
The soldiers have been holding their fire for a long time.
They whose chariots have fiery horses in the sky.
In the pages of time, here comes the unveiling of truth
Every day he whispers; clinging and longing to be restored
Like sunbeams on the dying nights with mellow feelings.

Oh the joyous submerge in the arms of the Splendor —
The grandeur of hope, far beyond each hitting arrow.
The outpouring of the bows from heaven
In the form of lightning and thunder,
The resemblance of mercy in the resurrection of a throne.
Calling the united, He who strolls in the beginning
Shall be heard and be laud with praises and anthems.
Let every voice form one speech, one tongue, one language.
And the scattered shall be whole once again.
248 · Aug 2019
Forgotten
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I regret completing myself -
I got broken on so many things
And I tried stitching my own scars.

Many times, I found myself lingering on what has gone
Pages truly have turned against us
But I never gave up, I've lost
Even my own grip towards my destination.

Another came in when my door was about to shut,
I thought it was good or maybe it was my way out
But later on, as I ponder alone
And away from every detail I even tried to adore,
I then regret it the thousand times --
For I was competing with myself
And I was tired.

It was tough stirring in this life
Trying to stitch every mess
Trying to lure my own loss
Trying to shape my hope.

It was a graveyard here
While it was paradise on the other side,
I do hope I can be free
I do hope the hurt will come to last.

Days have come
And even ashes dried up
There's not even a second I count not
Everything will lapse,
Everything in their own momentum
When no one knows,
No one has ever depicted the future.

And so here I am under this so old, old tree
Wishing for the last leaf to not fall
Praying one day, the paradise I'll see --
I'll never mess up another life
And when I'll wake up again,
There will be beautiful things.
There will be hope, there will be a joy
I am alive, I am set free.
248 · Nov 2022
Assurance
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Blessed are those
Who hears the sound of His foot
Those who are sure that it was His.
It’s like witnessing the sun
Walking on its way —
As it surely will show up
Upon the rose in no time.

Without a second thought,
The brightest one will eagerly step up
And will bend its ear on the ground.
The sun with its dying colors,
With its roaring upbeat —
May it shed its tears and be rest assured.
And so the sun wasn’t shy,
And it knows no pain.

In the span of time,
It cost me more than diamonds
When I learned by heart “how to fear.”
And to grasp life
With grace as a gift,
I found joy in the emotion of hope.
245 · May 2021
Until We Meet Again
The sound of the rain becomes one with my thoughts.
And now, I dance with the melody of my soul that was once lost.
I can hear the echoes of my past,
Beating what’s inside me,
Trying to battle the hope that is burning in my spirit.

Sometimes it still murmurs the pain of losing —
Reminding me the intensity of its debris
That still lingers in the shadows behind me.
But I was not the same me like the old, old days.
Maybe he doesn’t know that he too, has weaknesses
To ponder about and to transfer his energy instead.

As I shutter the light in me,
I come across in the interior of my own “building.”
The facade that I tried to replace with aesthetics
Cannot be compared to what will last in the near future.
And I know, it’s so soon.

The clouds may still hide the glory that is to come,
And yet the hopeful ones are ready
To be harvested like the flowers on the lawn.
The diverse scenario of picking flowers,
Of watching the sunrise again..
I do hope that everyone understands the depth
Of what it really means to “rise from the dead.”

If only we could feel the power that runs in His blood,
Maybe we’ll all get access to the vision He has left us with.
But that power that raised Him from the dead
Is also the power that is in you and me
To conquer the battles with our daily bread.

Today, we shiver with the taste of life,
And I always push myself to have better ears than bitter tears.
I know that one day, we’ll come to the best ending of our lives.
But on that day, I hope we are one in spirit and truth.
For only the truth will last forever.

I hope we don’t mind if our standards of “truth”
May come into halt..
And that’s to bring out the best version of us,
To the better you and me!
‘Til we meet again!
My roots may have adapted for years —
Many celebrate when I’m in victory
But I found no one In the long run of misery.

And this pace was tiring,
It has left me hanging —
Clueless about what’s ahead,
Murky days ahead,
It’s as if.. combing the strands of my hair in white,
With a gentle touch from my weary fingertips.

And maybe, just maybe
You know I’ve been lying to myself lately.
If I could just retire for a moment.
A moment that could snap toward the future,
A moment that could bounce me back to the past,
Or even freeze me like Captain America.

If I could just pull myself up from the mirror,
And maybe exchange names with somebody else.
Someone better than me,
Someone good enough,
Someone whose best
Could fit in this demanding society.

I still can’t get over such thoughts,
I can’t even recover
From the pain that haunts me
Every time I try to seek the light.

“It’s easy,” they’ll tell you
But their absence was the only constant thing
To be present all this time.

As I said: it was a long run —
Of resisting this agenda in my head,
“I’m not good enough.”
How I wish to be torn between two lovers,
But it was between the old and new me.
How could I love myself then?
242 · Nov 2022
Gospel at Night
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Today —
There is a night to reflect on,
As there is a day to celebrate it:
It is love that is pain,
The unspeakable joy
Of the heart of a revolution.

And here —
In this world of cruel men,
It is to love
That is meant to suffer.
And so when you love
with all your heart
with all your soul,
with all your mind
with all your strength.

So is the suffering —
Ever sweeter than the water
Deeper than the well,
Dug into the earth
Where the prophets walked.

But we can die
A hundred times on the Cross,
For there is no love
That does not heal death,
And sanctified is this sky
Under which such a thing as love
blooms.

Risen, we live
When in suffering, we die.
Loving such is the gospel of love
And so we contemplate tonight.
241 · Nov 2022
This Too Shall Pass
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This too shall pass, Lord —
There is no weakness in You
Your Name brings healing and salvation
You are our strong tower,
That tower who’s ever above every wave.

You see each that strikes one’s bones
And You always go straight to rescue
Even one tends to sleep at night or day.

You are our security in this fading generation,
The Redeemer of our soul
Who calms our raging seas.

And so we let go of our burdens and worries
And choose to magnify Your Name,
Above all, You are God
You are the King who’s on the Throne.
239 · Mar 2020
I Hear You
I hear You
As the morning rays kiss the window sills,
As I awake while my bedsheets
Are no longer on my skin.

I hear You
As the last drop of water runs into my ear,
Like anointing on my head —
As a lamb waits for his master’s hands.

I hear You
As the birds keep chirping as they glide,
Some fly high while some stay on trees,
But both of them never worry about what to eat.

I hear You
As the moon boasts its fullness
I was mesmerized by its glory,
And so he arises at night, no darkness is hidden.
239 · Apr 2020
Breaking Chains
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Today’s tragedy was a misery
But you’re a cloud of dust under our feet!
As we pray and shake the Heavens,
We call you defeated in Jesus’ Name!

You boast as the sun bathes and melts
You steal peace even it’s time to sleep,
You’ve killed lives that belong to God,
And destroyed homes that are meant for worship.

You’re just enough with your pride,
You **** with an evil smirk but hey,
For soon we’ll laugh at you —
We’ll laugh at you with the banner of the Lord raised!

You can **** the body with one strike
But every soul’s safe sound in His arms
Angels of God, break the chain of Your might!
238 · Nov 2022
Shoelace
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When I was a kid,
You clothe me in white
You packed my things and put them in my bag
To which You also loved to carry.

You allow me to learn things with my fellow kids
Even if it's more of Your hard work, not mine.
And my heart was glad as I see you outside the window
I was confident because You were there.

I can recall that I was not good at tying my shoelaces
I was afraid to fall on my knees
Every time I miss securing them.
That's why I tend to cry and call on Your Name
And you were there to fetch me
And so You do it over and over again.

When we're home, You change my clothes
But You never complain about how untidy my uniform was
You always wear that smile on Your face
And my tears were gone even before I uttered, "Sorry."

One day, I no longer see You outside the window
And I cry to look for You
Even if You already told me that You're coming back to fetch me again
There, I started to understand that all You do is not just for me
But for our family.

I've learned bit by bit how to properly tie my shoelaces,
And I'm too eager to give you the result of my exams every time I go home
I remember how you say,

"Ang galing naman ng anak ko" when I got high grades
And how you encourage me by saying,
"Okay lang yan anak, bawi lang sa susunod,"
When my grades aren't line of nine.

Every day, You watch over my deeds
You always listen when I have something to tell
And when I'm home, You always prepare my clothes as I change.
231 · Aug 2019
Pour Like Rain
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In times like this
When the rain pours as I ponder,
My soul is stilled in Your lullabies.
You're too beautiful,
Your grace is ever sufficient.

I dream to cuddle in Your grace
And there Your Spirit dwells in me.
I ask no more blessing from You
But a simple plea to be at my side.

Your presence is my rescue,
I can put away everything except You.
You're my hope to last forever
Your mist of love is engraved in my soul.

I ask You not to leave me
And so hold me closer in Your mercy.
Jesus, Your Name is higher
My tears, like rain, overflows
At the mention of Your Name.

You are Lord forever
And so the rest of this world You value so much.
Sometimes, I'm forgetful of You
Sometimes, I lack trust in You
But You're faithful, Lord.

You are raised to life
You are my rest
You're my shield
There's no adornment in Your Name
Yet You're still the Most of the "world's most."

Today, I thank You, God
Today, I praise You
Today, You keep me
Today, You see me as Your child.

Oh Lord, my cry is from the depths of my heart
I burst into longing for You
And then, hold me again
In the palm of Your hands
I shall rest assured.

Thank You, Jesus,
I remember You
Keep me, Lord
As I hold on to my faith in You.
229 · Jan 5
Hidden
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Life drains me,
And as I search for the reasons,
I find only myself to blame.
The choices I made,
The chances I let slip away,
The endless wandering that carried me too far.

For a time, I hated myself.
I cried tears not meant for me,
Carried burdens that weren’t mine to bear,
And still, they left me—
Alone.
The pain lingers,
But you never abandoned me.

My strength comes from you.
My joy, too.
And as I lie in the quiet,
I sleep wrapped in your embrace,
You cover me,
You rescue me.

Is it only me you bless?
Is your grace meant for me alone?
What must I prove to myself
When my heart no longer beats
in rhythm with your approval?

May I never miss my portion,
The rainbows you’ve already prepared for me.
For when I laid my heart bare,
You found it.

You brought it back to life,
So that now,
I can love you more than I love myself,
More than those I hold dear.

Does it matter if my tears run dry for them?
Will eternity slip away
if I choose what you do not desire?
When will I find myself again?
When will my soul be satisfied?
228 · Apr 2020
Holy, Holy, Holy!
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In this world, all fall short of Your glory
No man has ever seen You
You sent Your servants for us to know You
Yet You reveal Yourself to those who truly seek You.

No man can’t fake himself,
We are naked before You —
You know our darkness,
You know how to save.

We’ve known you while we were still sinners,
And Your love brought transformation
For we’re surrounded by You...
Your wrath is what we truly deserved
Yet You so loved us and You keep on loving —
Loving us that You saved us.

You don’t deserve our punishment,
You don’t deserve the wrath of the Father,
Yet You yourself died for our salvation,
You died to satisfy His righteousness,

Oh holy, holy, holy are You!
And when we say holy,
There is nothing like You!
You are magnified in the Heavens
And here we are praising You
On earth which is Your footstool.

Who can stand against You?
Your grace is just so sufficient
More than how we breathe the air
And we’re satisfied...
Who can rule more than You?
For in Your uptight hands, You hold us together.

Who can separate us from You?
Your Words are written in our hearts
May we not sin against You...
You're more than good,
There’s no better replacement —
I mean, You really can’t be replaced.
224 · Nov 2022
The Magic in Pages
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As I turn the pages,
You bring life into my existence
Every leaf speaks of who You are
And when I believe,
Miracles take place.

I am learning to trust
And I am no longer blinded because of faith.
There's a Truth beyond all of this –
That this life is temporal but You are eternal!

You are coming in righteousness
And Your promise is ever the same!
223 · May 2021
This Moment
At this very moment,
I can feel Your healing hands in our wounded world.
You died for us to live
And living in such a time like this is a challenge of faith.

I can see Your desire raging from above,
I am soaring high like an eagle humbled by You
And no matter the altitude I am battling in,
No matter how heavy my burdens are,
I can see myself victorious in Your might.

I may not be able to finish this race perfectly,
But I can say, Your perfect love has completed me.
That I know to whom my soul belongs
And it is not for this world but for You alone.

Who am I that You see me now?
Who am I that You still see me worthy to be died for?
Oh Lord, Your mercy is undying
Your grace overflows and it’s unending.

The world may fade its glory
But there You are, like an unstoppable incense within me
Your greatness, let it be seen in me
And whatever I do, may it bring You glory.

For I am nothing without You,
My boasting is only up to the end of my life
But when You humble me down,
It brings me to eternity
And forever, I can settle and rest with You.
Psalm 113:3-4 (NIV)




From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised. The Lord is exalted over all the nations, his glory above the heavens.
223 · Aug 2024
Dreamer
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Who am I to stop Your power?
For You’re able to release and withhold.
Who am I to declare “I cannot make it”
“I will never be plentiful,”
“I lack everything” or “It is impossible”
For You have the final say,
The final words to rule my identity.

You make distinction to Your children —
The world’s a gong where violence increases
And the love of many grows cold.
For these are the last days
But my spirit longs to be at home.

In all the chaos, I found one consistent voice…
And it’s Your sweet small voice
Knocking off the boulders before my eyes,
And leaving me amazed when time rolls by.

I met the different versions of failures and of victories
And I am used to random transitions.
Sometimes, I still find myself in the edge of the cliff —
Afraid but ready to take the risk
Coz one day, all these sufferings shall pass.

You gave me breath, so I will speak of Your glory.
You renew my strength, so I will empower others.
And you lend me life, so it is Yours to take.
Who am I to call off Your vows?
Who am I to stop from praising You?

I ain’t the master of my own existence
I ain’t sure of what lies ahead
Not what the future holds.
But I know for sure —
You’ll never abandon nor forsake me.

I’m not quitting, Lord
I will not back down
And I will rise just as you have risen.
Your love was written in my heart —
So, bless the Lord, oh my soul.
220 · Jul 2024
The Faith that Built Me
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The foundation was laid
And I was named to be a building —
Dignified by the strength of my Master’s identity
And nurtured by His love that will last forever.

I played a role of hide and seek
And the long years built me
Where my facade dealt the beauty of the dust.
And the ashes of my ancestor
Were the old pieces of the bigger masterpiece.

A sculpture was born but it was unfinished
The lens of my Master was more than a promise,
And I aim to be whoever He wants me to be.
His burning arrows pierced me from within
Changing me as He leads me to the still waters.

There’s no wasted time in His loving arms
And yet I fall short of his glory from time to time,
Turning from left to right,
Side by side failing like a falling debris
But still, He picked me up from the dust.

I used to think that a building owns itself —
But it’s a revelation of time
Reminding me that I am not well-maintained
In the shadows of my own strength.

The sand of time even worshipped the rising Sun
And so here I am — waiting to be built again.
And if I am to spend another life
Then I would not waste a lifetime away from Him.
217 · May 2021
Temporal
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Healing hands, kneeling soul
Shaking —
My body’s been shakin’
Yet I know He can make it
And He will lead me all through it.

I have these thoughts
Of exchanging the worries
With the renewal of mind,
Bartering what’s temporal
With what I long for eternal.

When I’m weak,
I look at myself —
Oh, I’m that small..
And figured all things out.
That, Oh..
My God’s so, So big.

When I’m at my worst,
I dance with sorrow as well
Like normal beings,
Lost, who keeps wandering away.
But in my worst,
In the dust in the desert,
I find the waters.
216 · Jul 2024
Breaking Barriers
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“I met You during Summer
Tale as old as time —
Will I ever remember,
When my scars won’t bid goodbye?”

____


I found myself in the same roof where I am today
But the wrenching waves were all gone.
My breath runs dry
Whenever I had a glint of distress
While tomorrow has not yet began.

In the vineyard of my Master,
My hollow core is being pressed down
Where I used to be shamefaced of the intricate details —
The flaws and blemishes, hiting me like a rock.
And even before they heal,
I always get new ones like the newbies…
Like the tattoos in my eyes
Whenever I cry in my own midnight suns.

I write whenever there’re palettes in my head,
The strokes of my Master
Were the key notes of the melody of my soul.
I was about to die until He crossed the oceans for me!
The script became a masterpiece
Regardless of the broken keys
And the missing lines of the so-random poetries.

Ever changing glow from within,
Busted lights all over my face.
Whew! It was a rough road
But the shadows no longer chase me,
The tides no longer hold me back so I continued sailing.

I tried to pause for a moment;
Resonating the hymn deep within me
As I bite my own lips.
It was so hard to stop
When the ink was the shed blood
Running through my veins —
I am alive; and my breath was more than a sigh.

The audience tells me to keep quiet
But I always hear the sweet small voice
Of my Master who’s behind the draperies
And away from the eyes in grim,
Of the fake faces who make face along side.

I run towards Him
In the hidden corners of my prayer room.
It was the backstage where I hid myself
And found it as a gem, bestowing me revival —
Where I felt so secured and loved the most.
And that’s where I hide my treasures too;
And today, it’s no longer a secret
Between me and my Master.

I opened the door for the world to see
For this is where my soul rests
But not yet the place where I truly belong.
As of now, I won’t abandon this room
Where He break the barriers before my eyes.

————————————

“Today, I remember the stories untold:
The skeletons in my previous closet,
The dry coarse land where I hid my wealth.
I dug so deep but it’s not worth the effort.
Today, I remember You —
I will always remember Your Name.”
210 · Apr 2020
The Voice Who Keeps Still
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The world needs to shout to be heard.
At first, we hear peace, contentment, success,
Joy, unity, encouragement, and love.
But all together,
It’s no longer the sound of music.

No longer about our plain existence
But of greed, power, abuse, hatred, or clamor.
But there’s always a greater Voice
Who keeps on knocking into our hearts
And that Voice needs to be heard.

In the silence of the world,
There’s a Voice that chooses to speak life —
The Voice that weighs one’s soul,
The Voice who rebukes and confronts,
And The Voice who saves and forgives.

And You are most heard...
I hear You as You whisper,
Not like the other days
When day shifts find no break.

Not when I was relieved
By doing well in life,
And not when happiness
Seems like a plunge of cola in my throat.

I hear You when I call on Your Name —
When I am on my knees shaking,
Begging for answers.

When I am rejoicing and in my excitement,
I choose to tell You first
What’s written in my heart.

I hear You as I stop crying
As I learn to surrender it all
To Your Name,
Jesus who’s ever so powerful.

I hear You more
As I wait for Your turn to speak
When I was so desperate
With my crazy but true faith in You.

I hear You more and more
And it feels like there’s a fire within me,
Like the days of Abraham in the burning bush.

And it feels like Your provision
Is already in my hands,
Like Elijah being fed by the angel
When he felt he was all alone.

It feels like having a new name
And a new beginning,
Like Jacob being Israel as You called him to be.

It feels like I am back to my confidence
That there’s nothing to harm me,
Like Daniel witnessing the lions being tamed.

It feels like I am walking into deliverance,
Like Moses and the Israelites
Walking in the parted Red Sea.

It feels like everything the enemy has stolen
Will soon be restored,
Like Job’s restoration of life.

In this pace of life,
In the first to third months,
You’ve reminded us of one thing:
That one of Your love languages
Is to whisper —
You whisper coz You’re near,
And so we’ve nothing to fear.
1 Kings 19:11-13

And he said, “Go out and stand on the mount before the LORD.” And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper. And when Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his cloak and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave. And behold, there came a voice to him and said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

John 10:3-6

To him the doorkeeper opens, and the sheep hear his voice; and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. And when he brings out his own sheep, he goes before them; and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice. Yet they will by no means follow a stranger, but will flee from him, for they do not know the voice of strangers.” Jesus used this illustration, but they did not understand the things which He spoke to them.
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Every time I write,
I sing the hymn of my spirit.
And every time I speak,
It’s Your breath that moves the mountains.

I thought my heart and my head know me better
Than any person ever will...
There’s not much to say,
But there’s so much to be written —
It’s like You talking to me.
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