Less than Divine.

Less than Divine.

Lonely



Oh when I’m lonely I gotta call upon God,
Making his way to me he clears the path,
It’s a long stretch of road,
Full of loneliness and strife,
But lean into God, he can make it alright.

He is my refuge, my saviour, my company,
He’s there at a call, by any means his name.
And when I am lonely, I seek him, I’ll let him reign,
He will take my lonliness and throw it right out,
He will knock down the door, he’ll grab it by name,
He will abandon my lonliness, like it’s never seen again,
He will take me and comfort me,
He helps me sleep sound,
I’ll ask him, I’ll call and he rescues me.

I know what those pits are, those mental trap holes,
The black empty ditch, had all the ladders withdraw,
Deep hidden mess of the soul,

He reaches right down and takes grasp of that wrench,
Grabs it tight and throws it to the lion’s den,
Devoured in seconds, that feeling of mine.

Comfort restored, by the one, by the Divine.

Dear Lord, Lord of Moses,
Restore these souls that read my messages,
Show them the way and help them to be brave when they feel less than divine.
In Jesus name, amen.


Cry out in the dark.

Cry out in the dark.

I welcome in the ugly feeling,
Suffocating.
The shame, the guilt and and welcoming the blaming,
Deflecting, rejecting, negotiating,
Souls on the line, I’m suffocating,
The empty, the hurt, the suffering,
The silence, the boredom, disengaging,
Self sabotaging,
The frustration, the headaches, the isolation,
The banishment, undetected,
Living a lie, always breathing,
Fighting, shouting, blasting of my lungs,
Headaches spinning round, heads on the pound,
The hurt, the heavy, the empty in my soul,
Rupturing above the sky high cloud,
Scaring, the blasting, the sound of my cry,
From deep in my soul on the darkest of night.

Lord, I pray that you be with me now, in the valley of darkness you’ll be my rod and my staff and you’ll comfort me. In Jesus name, amen..