GREAT GOD COME

Words are life to me. many many times, a simple phrase has sent me into blissful delirium. Other times this affinity for words has served as a blocker - for I cannot read deep into God's book as I would have liked. I find myself reading one line and thirty minutes later another, and after two hours I find I have only just a few verses of the word of God....

...but then again if already I am slain by a combination of words which standing next to one another appear to be the entire meaning of and desire of all ages, why should I complain?

I find myself unable to fathom why I fall away so often and so quickly from the presence of God when I do not have life giving words staring into my face. The phrase: Great God Come! fills my very heart with joy, solemnity and hope. Yet I wrote those words half a dozen years ago and I have appeared to make no spiritual progress since I first wrote them.

 

Great God Come.

Your boundless glory and visitations tickle me

I see your hand

I tremble in delight

I await the awakening I long longed for

Great God Come!

This is where I belong

Let me tender your secret garden

Be with me as I walk the lonely road

Father I pray for your world and hope on your word

I lift you in my heart.

Be with me Lord!

I love you.

Great God Come!

 

I sleep and wake

and eat and hope

and talk and sleep and

wake and play

Like an infant I cry

and fight and shout

and hate and fear and crave.

I hope for love and live to love.

I love to live the life I found

and pray to live the life you give

each day of humble life

I need to know you

more and more and

pray to love you all my days

I ask your guidance and vision

to steer my ship aright

A thousand words I churn in prayer

help me live those thousand words

Fill me with peace each day

each passing moment

each fleeting thought

For my sake breathe divinity into every speck

- let my world explode in colours

May my eyes see the vibrancy of your lovely world

 Heal my aching soul

mend my crying heart

fill the voids in my soul with your lovely touch

give me joy my remaining years

give me hope my remaining years

Be my support

Whisper in my ears when I drift

For I have cast my lot with you

My soul is willing but the flesh is weak

So whisper to me as you would a child.

Fill my soul once more with love

that weighty lovely velvet presence

Lift all before and after me

Lord, stir up your world and let us live!

The time is right great mighty Lord

Lets see your face before we die

Lord heal the weak and hungry ones

give them a mighty vision for life.

Change the vistas for the hurting and crying

Give them strength to carry on.

We want to live

we want to live

so much

we want to live!

Place Jerusalem in my heart always

‘cos Babylon about me encompasses.

Amen

12th March 1997

 

Father,

My heart overflows with expectations. I love you and thank you for being there - all the time. What would the world be like without thee the great God. Creator of the universe's keeper of my soul. My soul hungers for thee. Father improve my life. Thanks for the despair and loneliness. Thanks for everything. At least I know where I belong, and where I don't.

4th June 1996

 

I Run

I Fall

But I Rise To Fight Again

And Hope To Run To Win

I Try

I Fail

So I Cry

And Wail

But I Try To Score Again

And Hope To Cry For Joy

I Look

I Learn

But Fear I Learn Too Fast

Cos Soon Enough

I'll Stumble

And Learn I Learnt Too Fast

I'll Walk

With You

Each Day Of Life

For You

I'll Go

A Thousand Miles

 

Lord,

Yesterday was a disaster. I said things I shouldn't have. I need to get temper under control. I visualise disaster if I don't. Father initiate the process. I am ready to live peacefully with all men.

I am ready to live peacefully with all men. My journey - my study of solitude is over. I wish to live now in community.

Father guide me through this day.

Amen.

Show me your vistas great God, show me the watering places of your great warriors - that I may observe in solitude and awe. Show me the great kings of Israel, show me the apples of you eye, that I may emulate show me your face great God that I may become blind to all other pursuits.

Let me live in you and you in me.

5th June 2002 07:29 am

 

Improve your life dear son

Go with me to the Paris of your desires - every night

live in me and believe that I am

and believe that you live and so shall you.

4th September 1996 17:51

 

Christ is the difference. Christ makes the difference. Christ is indeed the difference. Bless his mighty eternal name.

On this day, I heard the Lord direct me thus:

Have a revival on the grounds of your old high school. Have a Camp meeting. Preferably no families - eat play, pray together and hope for a still glorious future to come.

 

Hold prayer meetings at places where we once met. great unlocking of the spirit will occur. Go to where you first heard his voice and seek him again - as a sign of your commitment to him...........

31st December 1997 11:05

 

 

How many of us read the story of exodus: how Moses led the children of Israel out of the Land of Egypt and think: What an ungrateful lot!

 But how many of us realise that each day we write our own stories – of how we treat God.

 21st June 1998 17:04

 

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