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. . . “

Embraced

Embraced by His words
i lean in his arms
and i listen to His tune
every day i read my bible
every sentence i consume

truth must be somewhere between these lines
after all He turned water into wine.

Silent Saturday

Silent saturday
there just will be one
the lord is at rest
‘cause everythings done

according to His word
He gave up His life
so we all could be free
so we al could survive


All it took was
a traitors kiss
All it took was
a hammer and a nail
all it took was telling half the truth
all it took was a bottle of wine
all it took was....

nobody's fault but mine !!

TALKiNG TO MISTER TUMNUS

i just talked to mister Tumnus
while he was sitting in his cave
he was urging me to listen
to what he had to say

he told me how he once got saved
from a certain stone cold death
he didn’t realise what had happened
he just felt a lions breath

i didn’t believe him
i couldn’t agree
i wasn’t aware
of the moving tree

i asked him how on earth
one could be saved by breath
and how one can be turned
from stone to flesh again

He looked up from behind his desk
he smiled at me and said
you’re not looking for an answer
you’re not ready for it yet

Now if you don’t believe the rumours
about the Lion on the prowl
and if you’re not ready for the answers
your not ready for the bow


why don’t you ask me
how one can become a statue...
of the hardest stone
without a heart
without a soul
without a sound...
or tone

‘cause when that happens you’re in trouble
your in trouble deep
and you’ll only find salvation
when the Lion wakes you...
from your stone cold sleep

Look for the Lion who did smash the table
He wil provide in all your needs
Give Him your heart and follow
wherever that He leads.