Sunday, 27 October 2013

Time, love and grace entwined

Time is precious so is love
Beating together,
Held forever,

Time ticks minute by minute
Moments inspired,
Thoughts transpired,

Love wrapped as a gift
Grace expressed,
Width, breadth,

Time and love delicately held
Past, present,

Loved memories held in time 
Encapsulated heart
Felt emotion,
Love, pain... And grace entwined.

©revdjo 27/10/13

Tuesday, 15 October 2013

The Purple Teddy Bear

My purple teddy bear sat in his favourite place.

 A poem for Joyce...

I have a purple teddy bear
Who sits upon my dresser.
Head to toe in big white spots
He looks like he is poorly.
I wonder what's inside of him
But that's another story.

Should I take him to the hospital?
Should I wrap him in a blanket?

Today I simply say to him,
'You're lonely not forgotten.'
I gaze upon his smiling face
Remembering his warm embrace.
I say a silent prayer for him
And remind him he is loved.

Should I try and make him laugh?
Should I talk of days gone by?

I place him by the tissues
And mop his silent tears.
Endless hours he sits and stares
Days and months and years.
He doesn't say a word to me
But I hear him and his fears.

©revdjo 15/10/13

Friday, 11 October 2013

My heart is God's

My heart is God's
My life is his.
I will follow his call 
And entry in.

Where next God?
My spirit yields.
I seek a church 
With open doors.

I see a church
Within my soul
Without a roof
Without the walls.

I long to serve
My Saviour, King
To follow his lead
And set sail with him.

Monday, 7 October 2013

I've Got to Have Faith

I have been preaching on the subject of 'faith' over the last few weeks. I opened one such service with: George Michael once sang. 'Because I've got to have faith.' The song is a classic 1980s track and I couldn't resist singing it a little. It is a song of my youth in many ways. I could say miss-spent youth but that's another story. He is talking about relationships and that you have to trust and have faith in someone for a relationship to work. Being a Christian means having a personal relationship with Jesus - accepting him as Lord and Saviour and seeking to follow him. Being a Christian means putting our trust and faith in God. When everything in life is going well faith can either be strong or neglected. Why would we want to open our Bibles and search for God's heart and a word into our situation when life is so great? When life gets tough again we can go either way we can wallow in our own self pity and focus on the storms of life or we can seek God's face. I wonder if God gives us trials in life to focus our attention on him? People seem to be more likely to pray when the proverbial hits the fan.

Today we had a theatre company come to entertain us at church this afternoon. Burton Inclusive Performing Arts (BIPA) is an inclusive group who love to entertain, many of the group have learning difficulties and special needs, none are professional singers all had a smile on their faces and a song in their heart to share today. I felt so blessed by their presence. Having promoted the event as much as I could I woke up this morning with a stinking cold and in panic mode. Will anyone come? Will it just be me and a couple I send up one of those arrow prayer - help! At 2.39pm people I've never seen before started to come in through the doors and they kept coming inthrough the   doors. God is good! I went home with a smile on my face. As I drove into my road George Michael's voice came on the radio, 'I've got to have faith...' God's humour is never lost on me. As I write this I hit the Sky Plus planner button to watch Mount Pleasant that I recorded the other evening and in the opening scene they are listening to the radio and 'Jitter bug, Jitter bug, Jitter bug, Jitter bug you but the boom boom into my heart...' God has hit me with a Wham! - HAVE FAITH.

Friday, 4 October 2013

Have you met my Saviour?

He held out his hand
And whispered my name.
He smiled 
Wide as the earth
Holding my glaze.
He looked at my heart
It flipped a beat
Held in His hands.
Dust at my feet
I felt naked once more.
Nothing can be hid 
All is revealed.
Emotions contained
Spill out of my soul.
Touching his garment 
He heals and
Love is revealed.

One question remains 
I ask you my friend,
'Have you met my Savour
Who holds out his hand
And whispers your name?'

©Revdjo 4/10/13