Lead Me

Steady this hand

As it hovers over this paper

Guide it O Lord

Don’t let it go astray

 

May every stroke

Each flourish

Point towards You

And to nothing else

 

As the ink flows

From the pen to the paper

May Your Spirit flow

Through me to the world

 

Your Words forged the first ray of light

Gave life to every living cell

They are filled with Your amazing power

Let every word I write come from You

The Burning Bush

Your fire burns in me

The flames engulfing my heart

No darkness can quench what You’ve started

It burns brighter and brighter every day

 

The bush was set on fire but it was not burnt up

You do not take pride in destruction

Likewise, Your flames do not harm us

They bring about a new beginning

 

Like gold You purify us

Our deeply embedded sin You separate out of us

You kindle a fury against this world’s injustice

And we go out like blazing torches

A Writer’s Desire

Like a waterfall the words flow

Tumbling out of my heart

There is no force that can hold them back

Nothing can contain this urge to create

 

The desire burns inside me

My heart glows like a hot iron

Passion pumping through me – my life blood

Every day it burns brighter

 

So I place my words on a boat

And push it off from the shore

I feel my heart lurch as they float away

Knowing they are gone forever

 

A brief moment of respite

And then back to the coal face

The passion is still there

There is much work yet for me to do

Cry of my Heart

An empty cry

Rising from an empty heart

The holding place of a yearning

That is threatening to break out

 

Surging like the sea

Its roar so immersive

Thrashing in frustration

All this in me

And somehow no one must see

 

But You see

And You understand

For in You was the same passion

And You let it flow out

Rivers of love streaming from the base of the cross

 

You draw near to me

You gently touch my restless heart

Its ceaseless thudding like a bass drum

Fading softly under Your guidance

 

You fill the void

The emptiness that caused me to cry out

Now I know where I belong

Your love has made me whole

Release

Release onto the page
The imaginings, the ideas
As black ink
Spilled onto the paper
Open a window into my mind
And break down the separating wall
Unleash the dam of feelings
Let them run rich down the page

Let the tangled threads be slowly unwound
Release the tension, make sense of them
Open blind eyes
Your own first
Look at the world, look at His Word
Then share the light with anyone you can
But remember who the source of the oil is
Or your lamp will quickly fade

Writing is like breathing
You take in truth
The world as you perceive it
Advice and inspiration from others
And then you breath it out
Sometimes what comes out first
Is nothing more than hot air
But as you keep going you get to the gold
The stuff worth bottling and keeping

Every word I write is bursting with a thousand things
My vision, my dreams, my motivation
Simmering like a flame with passion
I hope that it will set you alight