As The Dawn Breaks.

As the dawn breaks, the night’s watch has ended.
You chose to rise, a chance on the day,
Prayer of thanks, a safe night’s sleep the angels guarded
The door is open the bed is made, a chance to start a new day.

A kiss and a hug, thanks for loved ones, the life they bring
Step into the day, an invitation accepted, new discoveries along the way
Trust God’s guidance, a hope without knowing, a new song to sing.
If you get lost, stumble or stuck, ask for a path to lead the way

Every day, you have no idea what life will bring.
Don’t get stuck in old lifeways, let your gifts shine and sing
And when the day is ended, and the sun begins to set
Give thanks to God for all the challenges you’ve met.

Prayer

Prayer, a conscious effort!
Within my heart, my soul music.
A cry for peace within a chaotic world
A friend in the silence.
The loving energy of God,
The uniting of will and heart,
Refreshment when nothing can be said!
Merging with A deeper love,
My heart joining with the maker of the world.
An ever-flowing river of dynamic love,
Ebbing and flowing in a heartbeat rhythm,
And the peaceful surrender to a purpose.
An intersession of self-offering,
A community chorus that covers the whole world,
An offering of shared joys and woes,
Trusting in God and grace,
And a sharing of his work.
Our imperfect love,
Uniting with the redeeming saving love.
All freely given because of a death,
On a tree!

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Came as a servant child, lowly and meek in His mother arms for all to seek.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Sat and learnt the carpenter’s trade, hands marked and knurled for a daily fee.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Heard the cry of a prophet, baptized and to the desert did he flee.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Tempted and taunted by Satan, the world was offered for free.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

On his return twelve did he gather, fishers of men you will be.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Miracles and lives set free, a message for all, come follow me.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Pharisees and Sadducees, scheming and watching trying to cease or revolution there may be.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

A final meal there was, this is my body, this is my blood, do this in remembrance of me

Innocence died on a tree for me!

A night of lost sleep and a traitor’s kiss, Judas I knew you would betray me.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

A false trial and a judge, whipping and blood, a wash of hands, he has nothing to do with me.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

A crawl up a hill, a cross to bear, for the sins of the world and for me.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

His cry, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

Innocence died on a tree for me!

A cruel slow death into God hands instead of me.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

A tomb of sorrow laid in a rush, no time to make preparation or unclean they would be.

Innocence died on a tree for me!

Three days later, the tomb laid bare, where could He be?

Innocence died on a tree for me!

He has risen and new life for all and me to be set free.

Innocence died on a tree for you and for me, trust in Jesus, and you can be forgiven and set free.

Roots

Roots,

Roots grow from seeds that are planted in faith,

Seeds must die to begin life, through death life begins.

Roots are formed and start to push and pull against the gravity of the earth.

Some roots find the easy path and go straight down, but others hit obstacles and have to find a way around.

One maine thrust of energy pushing up to the surface to fresh air and life can be sustained.

The upper part is public and open vulnerable and fragile in the beginning. Still, thick skin is formed, a bark of protection.

But the roots are in the darkness secretly reaching out to find water and sustenance.

Sometimes the roots are deep down, and anchor down, others may rise to the surface and then go back down.

All are needed and interact and help in the life of the plant to sustain life.

When a sauce of nourishment is found, new roots grow, and possibly new growth is seen.

New life or new sprouts may begin to climb up to the daylight, and fresh air new life is started over again.

When the above is cut back, or the coldness of winter comes, it is the roots that keep going, keep on nourishing and holding on to life.

Roots can bring back new growth and new life.

Roots are important, they give power and strength, they ground.

As Christians, we need roots, although ours are different, we have roots.

Family roots, these roots may have been formed in love or in distress or hatred.

Yet it is what we do with our roots that makes us!

Do we hold on to the obstacles that may cause our roots to become vulnerable and rise to the surface, make us cry with laughter or shame?

Or do we try and hide our roots, cut them back, so we too are cut back from the nourishment that we need?

All I know is that the Master gardener knows best, and I like a seed must put my trust in the one that planted me and nurses me.

I know that I have vulnerable roots; or roots that I feel I need to keep deep down.

But I must give in to the one that nourishes me and roots me in love.

Love is essential, roots that are loved and nurtured will grow and produce more and more.

As the one who died for me, died to make a new life, so I must trust in the new life, I am given.

So, creator God, may I be rooted and grounded in love and receive your power to sustain me.

Amen

You and I

You and I,

Could follow the stars in the sky,

We could climb the highest mountain.

But all I want is to rest in your loving arms.

 

You and I,

Could talk about the things we have done,

And the times I have spent with you,

But all that I want is to thank you for the life I’ve had.

 

You and I,

Could spend eternity together Side by side,

Living the fullest of lives together,

But all I want is to thank you for the dreams that I’ve seen come true through you.

 

You and I,

That’s all there is,

You and I,

LORD Just You and I.

AMEN

One Day

LORD,

If I could spend one day with you what would we do?

Maybe we could sit upon a mountian top

and make the morning sunbeams with our hands.

Or we could make the shapes with the clouds,

just keep people guessing!

We could float our time away without a care in the world,

Travelling wherever we please.

We could play hide and seek with the angels,

then try to catch their falling feathers as we make them laugh.

Together hand in hand we could walk through ruby red sky’s,

Or just sit and talk until the diamond stars come out,

We could make shooting stars fall and new constellations until dawn.

And then Together just you and me we could sleep until the morning song begins.

If I could spend one day with you what would we do?

I know it Would be fun!

Amen.

Passion

Help me  to have passion,

Passion  like yours,

Passion for the world around me,

Passion for those who are oppressed,

those in need, the lost, and the fearful.

May my passion be like yours.

Let your passion flow from me like a raging river of life.

Passion is all that I ask for lord, and all that I need.

Amen

Chameleon

I don’t want to be a chameleon Christian!

Hiding in the partial sight of life

Hoping no one will recognize!

No one will question.

Wanting to blend in!

Trying not to be seen,

By putting up a facade,

Hoping no one will challenge!

I want to be a in your face Christian!

Wearing all the colours of your rainbow!

Wearing them with confidence!

Pointing and shouting out about you!

I want to be a courageous Christian!

Wearing your badge with pride!

Fully fledged with faith!

Ready to take on the world!

Bring it on.

Amen.

You’re around me now

Father you hold me up,

Hold me up when I fall down,

When I fall down, you hold me up,

You hold me up.

You calm me and hold me,

And your love surrounds me,

Your love surrounds me,

And I feel fine, so fine.

And you’re around me now,

So all around me now,

All the time,

All the time around me now,

And I feel fine so fine,

I feel fine all the time

You’re around me,

You’re love is around me now,

And I feel fine,

All the time,

So fine,

You’re around me.

Amen.

It’s all about you!

It’s not about me LORD, it’s all about you!

You are the one who has made me,

Sculpted me, molded made me in my mother’s womb.

Your wonderful and glorious plan,

Has been set out for me before I was conceived.

It’s only in your will that I am made,

Only in your will that I am free!

For in you all things are created

In heaven and here on earth.

Your powerful hand makes all.

And I LORD bow down to you,

And offer to you my all,

I lift my hands high to you as a sacrifice

I give you my heart, my mind and my life,

The very all that I am!

I surrender all to you.

Amen.

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