Tick tack the clock’s ticking

every tick brings us closer to the Lord

Tick Tack the clock’s ticking

every time i think this is absurd

Tick tack the clock’s ticking

by the way we are not here to stay

Tick tack the clock’s ticking

there’s one more thing i’d like to say

Tick tack the clock’s ticking

2014 lays just a few days ahead

tick tack the clock’s ticking

our Father is above all time

tick tack the clock’s ticking

i wonder what He’s weighing in His hand

tick tack the clock’s ticking

must be something from another land

tick tack the clock’s ticking

time is mostly much too late

only Father Son and Spirit

will be there to feed our faith

tick tack the clock’s ticking

broken bondages don’t stand

tick tack the clock’s ticking

things have gotten out of hand

tick tack the clock’s ticking

tick tack the clock’s ticking

tick tack the Father spoke

tick tack the Son will rise

tick tack the Spirit guides

selah

31-12-2013

Broken winged

For every time i have said

those words i love you

i want to shed a tear

when you are gone

For every kiss we’ve kissed

because i love you

i want to shed a tear

when you are gone

For every glimpse of understanding

unspoken words yet comprehended

i want to shed a tear

when you are gone

For time will come

that one of us will have to leave

this world behind

the other half unbalanced broken 

and countless times these words ‘i love you’ left unspoken

one of us will dance alone

a forced unwanted solo dance

for so much love the price we pay

is being broken winged and still go on.

Struck out in two area's!

“When God wants to talk to his people he talks to them in three ways

first 

He touches them where it hurts in their economy

if that doesn’t get their attention than he touches their ecology.

the rain the locust the famines the earthquakes ,so on

and if that doesn’t work he raises up a nation to come and invade them. 

i think we have struck out in two of those area’s.”

Keith Green The revival we need.

Remarkable

Remarkable it is

the journey we’re on

the travels that we make

the marvels we encounter

the hardships we all take

Remarkable it is

the life we live  each day

the love we share with all

to live after the fall

the prayers that we pray

Remarkable it is

to be healed by rain

to die to self and gain

heaven all the same

we praise but one name

Remarkable it is

out of the falling  sky

God seeks to abide

in us unholy men

no matter what the costs

aiming for souls lost

Remarkable it is

the journey we’re on

the travels that we make

the marvels we encounter

the wonders we partake

Questioning the resurrection.

What kind of tongues do madmen speak

in order to get saved

What words they use

what thoughts they think

tp witness to the meek

How often do we take a look

inside our foolish heart

and stare into our Saviours eyes

where there was love

just form the start

How rare are our repentance  prayers

for we can’t find the words

we daily live under His grace

and hardly understand

how deeply we are loved by Him

and by a  depth we do not comprehend

What forces held Him underground

what force made Him his slave

who kept him three days in the deep

imprisoned in a cave

what white magic brought Him back alive

and made Him  bust out of His grave

LARRY NORMAN 5 years gone

Today i celebrate his life

remembering his songs

five years from now he flew away

leaving behind a legacy

of christian rock and roll

As he  rolled away a stone during his musical career

up till this day 

we hear the ripples in the sea of time

and how he told us all about

his greatest love of all

Jesus 

as he so often  sang out loud

While the bloodstained israelite lays down

waiting till the resurrectionday

we remember

how he  performed and took a stand

for Jesus and the poor

now living in another land

we remember 

how he rocked the flock

here on this earth

only visiting this planet

witnessing out on the streets

like moses tending sheep

he talked about the king of kings

while he himself sometimes

was in trouble deep

kept pointing toward the open door

upheld finger into the sky

crawling toward the lamb

Talking ‘bout Jesus just the same

How we all miss Larry so deeply.

24-02-2013.

Off balance

Jesus throws everything off balance
Dying daily at self centeredness
I take shelter in His tenderness
All the way down to the sewers of my soul
He is there
Into  the most hidden parts and the darkest corners
Of my deepest   thoughts
He is there
He opens up  spreading His light
Confronting me with how i really am
As a mirror on the wall
He is there
Together with the crumbling  pieces  of fallen frieindship and broken bondage
He stands firm and steady as a rock
Like a sheperd  should
Already  knowing that i would but couldn't make it on my own
He is there.
Jesus throws everything off balance
Dying daily at self centeredness
I take shelter in His tenderness
For He is always there.