The absence of sound

In the absense of sound
it is where Im found
In the absense of my voice
in the darkness of your nights
I will be waiting
as the Father waits
for the prodigal SON
So when you think that I am gone
and you do not hear me speak
I reassure you
it is in this silence that I scream. . . . .

I LOVE YOU

but you've got to listen quietly. . .
and youve got to listen well
'cause My voice can be a Lions roar in your whispering prayer.

Where You Go I Go -Kim Walker / Jesus Culture

READ YOUR COMPASS

read your compass 

that I gave to you

to guide you all the way

and to direct you

use it as an overlay

to let you know of your position

in time and space 

it is there to help you 

to coordinate your ways

to help you  getting home

to let you know when your off  course

keep it my child for it is. . . 

yours

let it  help you navigate

around the  obstacles of life

may it  help you focus on where you’re heading

trough your struggles and your strives

towards heaven

towards home

towards the lamb

towards His throne

read the compass

everyday. . . .

I’ll be with you. . . . 

all the way.

selah

Wardrobe 11 november 2010

Three rusty nails

I took a walk uphill today

i  counted crowes and  was there to pray

as some stranger came on by and spoke to me

“ you’re on Golgotha don’t you see?”

so i had stumbled upon this dreadfull place

where i was saved by blood and  grace

i searched around , looked on the ground

three rusty bloodstained nails i found

this is the spot where He laid down His life

all his friends were standing by in one accord

Are these three rusty bloodstained nails

 the ones that held my Lord?

THE WAR BETWEEN THE SON AND MOON

The war between the Son and moon

has already started

since we left the  garden

where the serpents lie polluted

every stubborn mind and hard-hearted

The war between the Son and moon

has already ended

since He left the grave

as the stone was rolled away

and broken bondage' mended

The war between the Son and moon

has turned out to be  nothing more 

than a fading ripple in the sea of His overwhelming love

for

He 

is King

and maker

of

us all.

Hallowed be His name!

p.s: The moon hasn't got light of it's own;)

Fit for a King

Never thougth’ would write these words

never realised how it hurts

to keep waiting for His second coming

to keep praying for this world

Never knew i had it in me

words of love and other things

calmness in a sea of chaos

it is what His spirit brings

i have searched for anything

I’ve found a cross of nails

I have found this  crown of thorns

fit for a king

Have i been beguiled

Have i been beguiled

i ate the bread of life

i dreamed it turned to stone

in my very mouth

now what on earth does this mean

‘cause such wisdomstone i’ve seldom seen

Have i been beguiled

i have seen my Lord

i dreamed He lift me up

and filled my empty cup

now what on earth does this dream mean

‘cause such generosity i’ve seldom seen

Have i been beguiled

i have heard His voice

i dreamed He whispered in my ear

telling me not to fear

now what on earth does this dream mean

‘cause what’s been wispered in my ear 

everybody’s got to hear.

“ Go into the world and preach the gospel. . . “