Even the sparrow

St Augustine“Even the sparrow has found a home,
 and the swallow a nest for herself,
 where she may have her young—
 a place near your altar,
 Lord Almighty, my King and my God.” –           Psalm.84:3


There’s a place where everyone calls home

A dwelling place where they can thrive and grow

All of creation even swallow and sparrow 

To nest and rest their young 

Beneath the sun and shield 

Of Your grace and glory my God 


So I find my heart Lord

As it longs and even faints

For Your dwelling place and courts 

So it gathers all of its strength

Even through the valley of Baka 

Your grace is always sufficient 

When my heart is set on pilgrimage 

To find You in Your altar


I have become a wanderer on earth

Until I find Zion

Praising You with all Your saints 

In whom my heart delights 

Even if it’s one day in Your courts 

With Your blessed is where my heart rests! 


Quiet words

5c936730-5fe4-46ff-bef9-a942aae262b9When tears stream down and start to write

All the unuttered words of my mouth

Still You make sense of my emotional mess

Still You understand my quietness


One thing is for sure about my heavenly Daddy

 He is not interested how my words are untidy

Only wanting to see a heart of integrity

Being open before Him unreservedly

All my sins and failure confessing completely

All my weakness and pain poured at His feet in Galilee


 You draw closer and whisper

Words of hope, that You are my Helper

 You still my racing heart, from what makes it quiver

 Embracing me with love, the hour doesn’t matter

 Whenever I need You, You are always there.


“You number my wanderings;
Put my tears into Your bottle;
Are they not in Your book?” – Psalm.56:8





By the River Bank


I am a wanderer in this world

So barren, dry and parched 

I am a journeyer in this life

Just passing by to my home in Heaven


So here I was 

Walking through this desert so thirsty

I found a River flowing to eternity

I run to quench my thirst

For Its water was giving life 


So I decided to continue my journey

By the side of this beautiful stream

That flows so gently and gracefully 

It never muddied, always crystal clear

It soon became my everything

It cleansed all my dirt  and quenched my thirst

It kept me cool from the heat overhead 

Its mirror-like clarity showed my exact image


As time went by I became accustomed 

I enjoyed Its providence and took It for granted 

So I started to look around

As the mid-day desert sun hit the ground

The sand further afield start to sparkle

And my curious mind start to wonder

While feet followed its swift order 


So, they walked and walked and walked

The closer they went the further it seemed 


As the sun went down, then I realised

It was just sand, no treasure to be found

Weary and thirsty, feeling so stupid

Where did I leave my River, my life?

Frantically searching with all my might

I hoped and prayed before dark arrived 

To find my River, never to part again!


On the verge of my giving up I saw on the horizon 

Something sparkle as in the first time

I wondered if I’m seeing things again

But this was my only chance, so I run

this faithful River has indeed twisted and turned

To meet me where I am, quenching my thirst again


So I decided, 

Never to leave my River until I reach home

For I am sure It will lead me there…

“Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters…” – Isaiah.55:1

Jesus answered and said to her, “Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.” – John.4:13-14

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied” – Matthew.5:6

The Spirit and the bride say, “Come ” And let the one who hears say, “Come ” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who wishes take the water of life without cost.” – Revelation.22:17

Amazing Grace!!!

Water Drop CrossWhen grace calls upon my weary soul

So thirsty and tired from all its toil

“Come and I will give you rest

Come, I will give you living waters

Health for your body

Healing for your bones”


Yes my soul thirsts as the dear for the water brooks 

The living God I sought to make my burdens light

For my soul is downcast from all its plight


Yes there is hope, there’s hope in Christ

Living water that never cease

Once  I drink from it, I know I wont thirst

Grace lead me, lead me to that place


Although my strength is weak and my bones feeble

My journey is long in endless searching

This grace is sufficient to lead me to His fountain

Oh love that never let me go

Held my hand and took me straight home


Amazing grace how I am favoured

To reach the arms of my Saviour Beloved

Amazing grace what mercy I found 

By His wounds I am healed and my soul renewed

Now that I found Him, I will never thirst

Jesus my Living water!






Christ is my…

Image result for Jesus and his lambI may be poor, but Christ is my greatest riches

I may be weak, but Christ is my strength and shield

I may be naive to the ways of the world, but Christ is my wisdom

I may be small and insignificant, but I’m the apple of His eye

I may feel like a shadow in the dark, but He knows me from my mother’s womb

I may be one person among billions, but God knows me by name! 🙂

I may be a lost sheep, but Christ has found me

I may be dead in my sins, but in Christ I’m raised to a new life


I’m loved, I’m known and I’m cared for

In the loving arms of my Father


Rest assured my soul

God’s got it all together when you feel lost

Praise to the God of my life and my Father forever

Hallelujah, Amen! 


Life in a dead hope

5613310391490960143She was his only daughter

A child like no other

On the verge of death

He left her to seek the Healer

“Don’t bother Him” they said

“She’s already gone” they cried

But Jesus increased his faith

Talita was raised from the dead


He was on the way to the grave

Her only son, her future now tainted

He is wrapped ready to be buried

When Jesus stopped the mourners

“Arise!” He lifted the boy’s hands

Helping him to his feet on the ground


The corpse stunk after 4 days

Death entered the house of Jesus’ friends

Lazarus was much loved until Jesus wept

Then He shouted, “Lazarus come out!”

Wrapped in grave clothes, he emerged to the light


Now here are these dry bones

Could there be hope for them?

Their flesh eaten by the ground

Their bones dried by desert sun

“Could these bones live?” He asked

“Only YOU know” I replied

So He spoke the word

Then these very dry bones rattled and joined

Tendons, muscles and skin

Then He spoke another word

A breath of life entered into the slain


Yes my God is Sovereign

Giving life to all His children

I choose to put my trust in Him!  


Possible is not impossible


impossible-just-wordI once read a phrase 

Something that a word uttered

“I’m possible”, said the Impossible

The first part made it difficult

“I am”, signified my ability

When I saw matters

Through the eyes of probability

0 in 1 was the chance

A place where hope can’t be found


I had to drop the ‘I am’

It only revealed my weakness and shame

Making my impossible possible

Chaining all my hope in its jail


But where can I find this ‘possible’

If looking inside me has made me crumble?


I gazed up to the heavens

And faced towards Him

“With man it may be impossible” He said,

“But with God, all things are possible”


For Him,

No distance is too wide

No mountain is too high

No burden is too heavy

Nothing can make Him weary


For He is,

Strong, powerful and mighty

Sovereign, kind and holy

Awesome loving and wonderful

Just and faithful

That is my King!


So it’s no longer ‘I am’ but ‘Him’

For with my God all things are possible!

“For from him and through him and for him are all things. To him be the glory forever! Amen.” – Romans.11:36



Still i will praise You

my eyes may grow dim

Gazing on the sky

Watching and waiting

For clouds that may never appear 


Still i will praise You

Your faithfulness is true

i know You will come through


The fig tree may fail to bud

And no grapes be found on the vines

When the earth is all dry

And fail to produce the crop

While the stalls and pen give away

Their sheep and cattle

As it’s all left barren

For everything is broken


Still i will praise You

Your faithfulness is true

i know You will come through


The Father of lights shines through

To mend every broken heart

To straighten every crooked path

To breathe new life

To the cold and empty land


Still i will praise You

Your faithfulness is true

i knew You would come through


If You hadn’t risen

i would be most pitied

But now i live to tell

The glorious splendour

Of Your majesty and grace


Again i will praise You

Your faithfulness is sure

i knew You would come through.










During one of the many days that we discussed deep life matters with a friend, she asked me to define ‘love’. In this modern world, love has taken so many faces and meanings, often associated with romantic love. I replied to my friend with a Bible verse, quoting Paul from 1st Corinthians.13

“4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”

Yet  today, I thought more about the origin and life of love and here is what I have meditated on:

Love was born in the lowliest cot

When Love deserved a king’s court

Love came not to be served

From birth Love was servant hearted


Love was obedient to lay down the crown

To step aside from the throne, for the sake of man

Love didn’t argue, Love was full of trust

Love was very much aware of the Father’s heart


Love grew, in grace and height

Love learnt to speak, read and write

Love’s language was a beautiful sight


Love was humble and meek

Cared for the poor on the street

Hugged the outcast and destitute


Love didn’t have a home

Love dwelled in the hearts of the congregation

Love faced hardship and rejection

But never gave up, love had strong conviction


Love was not afraid

Love confronted the evil and wicked

Yet love was full of compassion

Love renewed the broken hearted


Love was betrayed and denied

As the Father turned His face aside

Love was alone for the first time


Love cried for alternative plan

But knew the deal only Love could suffice

Love chose in the Father’s arms to abide


Love took the lashes

Love faced the shame

Love was rejected

Love had to pay the ultimate price


Love didn’t see the bleed in His hands

Love was still chasing your lost heart

As the thorns pierced through His skull

Love called you by name and said “it is done!”


The 21st Century Book of Acts

If there was a book to be written 

Of the plight, pain and persecution 

That my brothers and sisters are facing

Who has the gut to read from start to end

Who would reward them the crown of a saint?


They seem so ordinary or even less

Despised by all declared as fools

Why pay such a high price

Why waste your only life?


Tortured, beaten and crushed

Orphaned, despised and chained

With years of hard labour and ultimately death


It may be hard to imagine

From the comfort of our homes

But we are one body of Christ

Joint and knit together, we have a bond


If all their stories were to be told

And all their plight in detail

The fearful dark nights

The tears of losing loved ones

And the unity and love the Spirit provides

Would you read that book??

“There was once a fiddler who played so beautifully that everybody danced. A deaf man who could not hear the music considered them all insane. Those who are with Jesus in suffering hear this music to which other men are deaf. They dance and do not care if they are considered insane.” – Richard Wurmbrand, Victorious Faith 

NB- Richard Wurmbrand suffered severe persecution under the communist regime and once released started organisations to help Christians facing persecution around the world. 

For more information, visit: www.releaseinternational.org