Chris Gribble

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A reflection on Psalm 88

January 12, 2016 by Chris Gribble

Out of my deep sorrows came the terrible silence,
Everywhere I searched for life I came up empty,
Despising my weakness I wanted nothing to do with life,
I wallowed in a cesspool of numbness,
Thinking constant thoughts of woe is me.

I thought I was lost forever,
When darkness has no ray of light at the end,
My God path lost forever in a maze of false possibilities,
In my every waking moment fear clutched my stomach,
Waking to the retch of the lies that thundered in my head.

I cried out to my God in the early morning,
All day I wondered if He would turn up,
I hoped for love’s great reversal,
To speak life into near death,
My hope that today life will speak again,
Light is most needed when darkness is everywhere,
Salvation’s hope is coming closer each day.

Filed Under: Psalms

Waking

January 9, 2016 by Chris Gribble

I wrote this poem after a retreat day yesterday. It was a time to reflect on the “gifts” that I have picked up along my way and to take some to reflect on the unique walk that I have been gifted with.
Home is a big word for me at the moment. I know that I will only have this one chance at life. I don’t want to to do it with an eternal frustration. I am thankful for “waking” days like the one I received yesterday.

This poem emerged from a picture from a Russian artist, “Nicholas Roerich”, and David Whyte’s poem, “What to remember when waking”.

Waking

I heard in my waking moments a new sound,
It was a voice that gently called my name,
My forgetting became my recognising,
Of the source from which my life came.

Listening each day to the voice calling me to belong,
Gave me the courage to take my first fearful steps,
To the future promised for me,
I walked along the created path,
Sometimes in silent complete aloneness,
And, sometimes in the centre of laughter shared.

Each step forward taking me back to my birth,
Every day a little closer to home,
The landscape emerging clearer each day,
As I recognise the one to whom I belong.

Home returns to my heart with greater clarity,
The walk brings discovery that home is not a place,
It’s learned in the trust of being known,
That ache felt in every human heart.

The walk is not just my journey,
I share it with some travelling friends,
And the rest of humanity,
Aloneness often accompanied by:
Fear, disappointment, despair and betrayal,
And in the laughter:
Welcoming, love, hope and trust.

All share a knowing glance with me,
The look that belongs to the one who is known,
Friends who share a common loving gaze,
Each companion a treasured part of who I am.

The walk brings gifts collected along the way,
But, the gift that is remembered least,
Is the gift of each uncertain step,
That as each one follows the other,
The steps become a path,
Given to be trod only once and only by me,
The path weaved through my life,
Is mine and belongs to only me.

Filed Under: Poems

A reflection on Psalm 87

January 8, 2016 by Chris Gribble

My heart longs for that place called home,
Where my soul and flesh are in harmony,
That place where rest is the final breath each day.

I long for that sense of belonging fully,
Where all the uncertainty is completed,
Home is where all my questions are answered,
Asking welcomed by a heart that loves.

In the meantime I see the promise,
And, home dwells within me,
My birthmark showing where I belong,
My voice speaking words owned by eternity,
Home is returning to my life’s source,
To know completely from where I was born.

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The art of transformation

January 7, 2016 by Chris Gribble

David Whyte’s book, “Consolations” brings a range of new understandings to some common concepts that are often seen negatively. He transforms the deep pain of the human experiences such as despair, discouragement and betrayal into encounters that are deeply transformative. I believe that he is fighting against our world’s urge to rid ourselves of anything that is slightly uncomfortable.

When I was reflecting with my spiritual mentor about my encounter with depression he said to me, “Chris, this is a horrible thing to have to go through. But, while you are in the midst of it don’t lose the gold that this experience contains.”

I know that my fleeting encounter with depression contained some dark moments that I never wish to return to. But, I also realise that I am discovering more and more gold as I emerge from that experience. I find that I am able to visit them and be comfortable with them being a part of my story. They have added a richness to my story that wasn’t there before.

One of my favourite movies is “A Beautiful Mind”, starring Russell Crowe. It’s the story of a genius who is tortured by hallucinations and paranoia. At the end of the movie as the Nobel Prize is accepted, the companions that have tortured the main character throughout the movie are still with him but there is a sense of acceptance portrayed in how they have contributed to make him who is is. As he completes his acceptance speech he gives them a nod of acknowledgement as they leave the room together.

The words from my mentor were not saying that I should stay in the pits of darkness. Instead they were an encouragement to listen to my life and what this experience was saying to me. Denial would rob me of the “gold” that was a part of that period of my life. The transformation is that I am more deeply aware of who I am and much more committed to living out that life.

In world that seeks to find a cure for anything vaguely uncomfortable I wrote the poem Transformation. When I was totally at the end of my rope and in the midst of a sense of total aloneness I discovered some very dear friends that were essential for my own personal transformation. I am sure that I will be deeply uncomfortable many more times in the future but hopefully I will be able to bring my own “consolations” to whatever circumstances that are a part of my story.

Transformation

Despair was the empty echo,
That shattered each daily thought,
My life a desperate search for understanding,
Lived in fear of never being heard.

My soul strung out tautly,
Daily wound tight, stretched to breaking,
As I discovered myself with nothing left,
I visited the place of “No Hope”.

There my friends found me,
They listened to my circular tale,
My words seeking their source,
In the pain and the lonely tears,
There emerged a glimmer of hope.

Discovering disappointment as my companion,
Listening to despair’s words spoken each day,
No longer feared enemies,
Disappointment my trusted mentor,
Despair my compassionate friend,
In them I discovered transformation’s source,
As my voice was heard again.

Filed Under: Going Deeper

A reflection on Psalm 85

January 7, 2016 by Chris Gribble

My hardest lessons were to find peace,
My obvious shortcomings became a mountain of despair,
The pit of loneliness allowed no light,
By myself I could not find my way,
I felt Love’s firm hand on my shoulder,
Pointing me towards belonging again.

When love and faithfulness collided with my life,
The sparks shot to the heavens,
The light shower showed me the way forward,
The paralysis of despair healed completely,
My life bursting with creativity,
Certainty in God’s unfailing love,
Poverty is not an option,
In the midst of God’s abundant grace,
Daily forgiveness showing the next step forward.

Harvest time is coming soon,
My spirit revived by meeting life’s deepest joy,
Acceptance replaces rejection,
Belonging bringing a deep gladness,
My life speaking of daily eternal hope.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 83

January 6, 2016 by Chris Gribble

My heart bears the wounds of violence,
I witness daily random acts of cruelty,
Plans made from pride,
Crush those who seek humility,
Targeting those who love God’s voice,
I wonder how much longer it will be allowed,
Justice is a growing in it’s thunderous anger.

The evil intentions cloaked in sweet words,
Are obvious when God voice is whispering to me daily,
Greed will be exposed as poverty,
Possessions torn from evil’s grasp,
Left with nothing but their pitiful pride.

Shame will be violence’s only lasting memory,
Pursued by God’s rage against their cruel acts,
They will be left with nothing,
Destined to everlasting poverty,
Terror will be their last glance at this life,
When God turns up he demands attention.

There is still time for everyone to listen,
God reminds us daily of his presence,
Peace is an opportunity waiting to be grasped,
God will not forget those who have learned to listen,
Forgiveness is the balm for all wounds,
Open hearts that are broken open to pour out love,
This is the healing that God brings to our wounds.

Click here for my first version of this Psalm.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 82

January 6, 2016 by Chris Gribble

I wonder why God allows injustice to reign?
Why can’t he sort things now?
I impatiently listen to the gloat of my dear enemy,
Day after day God’s justice delayed,
I ask myself, “am I wrong?”
Prosperity continues to aid his evil intent,
While I continue to hear hatred’s voice.

Ignorance has it’s own reward,
Its hatred will return to haunt my enemy,
Life’s source will return everyone to truth,
We all will face God’s deepest love,
The brokenhearted, betrayed and battle weary,
Will find fresh life flowing eternally.

My dear enemy will meet Justice,
Destiny has no escape route,
When pride meets perfect love,
Death is the eternal outcome,
My broken heart yearns for Justice,
I wait for God’s belonging to be fulfilled,
Trusting in God’s guiding hand.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 81

January 5, 2016 by Chris Gribble

A heart that loves only God,
Becomes the most beautiful instrument,
That only plays love songs,
Its melody starts deep in my stomach,
And becomes a voice that sings continuously,
It sings out daily God praise.

I know the blues,
The pain of betrayal,
For a while it was my lament,
I thought it came from my failure,
From this pain I heard the most beautiful voice,
That became my healing source.

Enemies come and go,
The seek only their own good,
They miss the joy of true love,
The understanding of a personal love song,
Sung by their creator,
Instead they create a cacophony of sound,
Seeking to drown out their own hate,
Choosing anything but love.

Today I stopped to listen,
I needed to pause,
The deafening hate noise was too much,
When I stopped,
I could hear my Lord’s song again,
Tonight I will sleep with his love song lullaby,
The restful sleep of a much loved child.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 80

January 5, 2016 by Chris Gribble

My total dependence on God is clear,
When I come to Him with my needs,
They need a God intervention,
If I am ever to be satisfied,
Transform my poverty to wealth again,
So that I may be a witness to your provision.

God is the one who gives generously,
Out of nothing he formed me,
He gave abundantly; lavished me with gifts,
Then they went with a puff of smoke,
God’s hand controlled all of this,
Even when I was in the blackest depression,
Watching everything be taken from me,
I felt your firm guiding hand on my life,
Bringing me back to your truth.

I am created for your blessing,
God is clearing the path to it,
Unhindered by useless attachment,
God completing the painful separation,
Born from love and restored to abundance.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 78

January 3, 2016 by Chris Gribble

This morning it’s time to shutup and listen,
Close my mouth and open my ears,
The truth that has lived within me,
The story that I have been told over and over,
God’s story – His Truth,
Trust in the lesson to be learned,
Loyalty is the forgotten skill.

In the midst of my deepest sadness,
I forgot the lessons of my childhood,
All of my God memories were discarded,
My preference for my will came first,
My petulant selfish demands,
Were a window to my heart’s first love.

But, God held a mirror to my heart,
I was horrified at its ugliness,
All my selfish interests revealed,
My self obsessed life,
With everything that it offered,
Became my darkest prison,
I thought death was the only escape.

Salvation came not through death,
But, through embracing life again,
The God life that comes from remembering,
Shame became my friend,
Because, it showed my true heart,
Humility paved the way to God,
It brought me back to the full life,
That seeks to praise,
That loves wholeheartedly.

That never gives up,
My God of wonders,
My guiding light,
My all knowing companion,
You are my first love,
My heart is in your hands.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 77

January 2, 2016 by Chris Gribble

Any doubt is completely dispelled,
When I consider the world in which I live,
Its incredible wonders are opened each day,
My life is an exploration of God’s creative genius,
There is nothing that is forgotten.

While I wonder my heart aches for what’s coming,
I live with the questions that come from disappointment,
Loneliness is a constant companion,
In a world that teaches us to shout at each other,
Fear of not being heard is our lament.

My forgetfulness doesn’t limit God,
He remembers to love me daily,
My task is to wonder at how much he loves,
How perfect is His main desire,
Expressed in pure adoration of his children,
Delighting in our daily joy.

Acceptance by perfect love is what I wake to,
My first thought each day,
Is to wonder at my God’s abundance
And, how it will be displayed.

The day is fast approaching,
Where there will be nowhere to hide,
God’s control will be evident,
To those who twist their shame to self praise,
They seek to lead others to empty desire,
Promising the world but delivering nothing.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 76

December 23, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My dear enemy’s time’s nearly up,
His sleeplessness nights,
Are a sign of what’s coming,
The stench of hatred’s words,
Will be smelt by everyone,
No perfume can hide its putrid odour,
It’s the smell of fear,
That is seen in God’s coming victory.

There is only one sure thing in life,
This is God’s love to those who trust him,
Power hungry liars will die like everyone else,
The greedy life destroyer’s time is running out,
God’s final work will set it all right,
His word will still the hater’s tongue for ever,
His word will bring life to the broken hearted.

In the midst of the great silence,
God is watching every evil act,
Nothing is missed,
I will wait for him,
Certain that my voice is heard,
And, that God’s love will protect me.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 75

December 22, 2015 by Chris Gribble

God’s timing is impeccable,
He always turns up,
Even in the midst of disaster,
That time is his,
All our time belongs to God.

The pride of arrogance believes he is control
He runs around shouting about his greatness,
Sucking in the weak who want cheap hope,
Defiantly shaking his fist at God,
Seeking to make his mark on the world,
With his self attributed greatness.

God will not tolerate this foolishness forever,
The day is coming when reality will be faced,
God will mirror all his arrogant hatred,
He will see all what he has done,
Reality will be his daily terror,
Truth a nightmare when sleeping.

My time is spent finding new ways to praise God,
This is my first job every day,
Remembering him each day is my delight,
Waking with joyous thoughts of hope,
Experiencing God’s daily unfolding of truth,
These are my greatest pleasures.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 74

December 20, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Evil men’s intentions are running rampant,
They are a stampede of hate,
Crowding together destroying all in their path,
They have one thought,
Crush everything that interferes with their desire,
They don’t ever consider God’s desires,
They are consumed by their lust for power,
The carnage of their mindless selfishness,
Witnessed in the daily woundings of your faithful people.

God will soon unleash justice,
There is no escape from his eternal plan,
Selfish desire will bow to eternal justice,
The stupidity of selfishness will not be able to hide,
There will be no escape plan possible for arrogance.

This world belongs to God,
The stampede’s power will be halted by his Voice,
When he says, “Enough”,
The mindless selfishness will know its stupidity,
Its power will disintegrate into nothing,
God will remember the wounds caused by selfishness,
He will comfort the brokenhearted,
Justice will be their soothing balm.

Filed Under: Psalms

The art of work

December 19, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Joining Spirit and action,
Soul and work,
Heart and calling.
(Chris Gribble)

The ultimate outcome of work transcends the actual activities that a person engages in. Work is an important part of fulfilling our need to belong.

I wrote the three lines above when feeling very disappointed with an institution I love deeply. What came to my heart were the three things that were missing in an encounter with people who didn’t know how to use their power. Rather than grace I saw power wielded with the intent to cause damage.

Disappointment in our work needs to be faced if we are to understand transformation. Disappointment means that we take stock of what is reality and allows us to begin to depend on a truer foundation. Avoidance of the reality of disappointment will deny us all that life is because all of us will be broken hearted at some point.

Parker Palmer in his book, A Hidden Wholeness: The Journey Toward an Undivided Life, talks of the wounds that are caused by our institutions. For many people their experience of work is dealing with daily disappointments where wounds are inflicted by those who wield power unwisely.

In my life’s most recent transformation the most difficult part of moving forward is recognising the disappointment that lay behind that transformation. But, as David Whyte says in “Consolations”, courage is in embracing that disappointment. There is no pathway on this earth that doesn’t involve being let down in some way.

As I wrote the poem Grace visited, I went to a place where I was not good enough. Confronting this statement was one of my life’s biggest disappointments. It was a lonely place where I for a while I lost hope. Fortunately I didn’t stay there forever and over time I have begun to see a new more powerful story beginning in my life.

One of the most beautiful words that came to me is included in the final stanza, “forgiveness”. This was the source of my healing. Forgiveness and Grace give us words that understand hope and belonging.

In recent times as I have begun to re-emerge into the world of work I have considered deeply what it is that I wish to bring to the workplace. My own disappointments have spurred me to wonder how in the workplace Grace can be visited?

I wonder what such an environment will bring to the culture of an organisation? I have a conviction that in a place where grace is visited regularly the source of work, creativity will be unlocked. That instead of wounding and limiting it will be a place of discovering each person’s untapped potential.

Grace visited

My world’s cry of, “not good enough”,
Gave birth to disappointment,
It led me to life’s darkest shadow,
Powerless to lead myself into light,
Disappointment gave life to transformation,
The place that where hope can shed its light.

Disappointment’s path took me to loneliness,
Alone, silence, spoke to my soul,
While the world’s voice echoed in my head,
Silence spoke with a clear whisper,
Reflecting my deepest desire,
Connecting my heart to destiny.

In the silence I met with Grace,
He looked me in the eye,
Complete honesty in his gaze,
Then he spoke very quietly,
The words longed for by all,
“My child you belong to me.”

In the silence of despair,
And the heartbreak of disappointment,
I heard the voice of forgiveness,
It called me to know I belong,
Aloneness and silence brought recovery,
From my deepest wounds,
Knowing My heart’s healing source,
Is because of Grace’s gaze fixed on me.

Filed Under: Going Deeper

A reflection on Psalm 72

December 19, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Each morning is an eager expectation,
Each day a celebration,
That my God will be with me,
Worry is not on the day’s agenda,
Love is my eternal truth.

When the self loving hypocrite hurls insults,
In love with his own deceptions,
I can stand confidently in God’s love,
The insults are barbed with lies,
But, my life is ruled by truth,
The lies fall harmlessly by the wayside,
Their power completely disarmed,
By love’s restoring hope.

The day is coming soon,
When the hypocrite will see truth,
It will strike terror in his heart,
God’s loving hand will protect me
His anger unleashed at hate’s greed,
God is determined to set things right forever.

I choose life today,
God’s loving protection,
Is my source of joy,
Worries are momentary blips,
In a tapestry of eternal praise,
Love is my eternal reward,
Seen today from hope’s perspective.

Filed Under: Psalms

Belonging – companions for the journey.

December 18, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My child, listen, hear my voice,
Belonging is born in the human spirit,
This was your gift from the start,
Your journey will not be alone,
There will be some friends,
That you will meet along your path,
They will be difficult be necessary companions,
They are there so you know you belong.

The friends I choose for you,
Some of their names will be familiar,
You will know them intimately,
“Betrayal” his heartache is the lost trust,
“Disappointment”, is the one that shatters dreams,
“Despair”, is that friend who has lost hope,
“Heart-broken”, by life’s inflictions,
“Crisis”, is the confrontation with “Vulnerable”
Each of these will be met along the way.

Each of these friends has a shadow,
Remember, shadow is caused by light,
It is the soul’s gift to another,
Shadow does not exist without life,
Every one of my friends is a witness,
To each shared step,
Each of my friends seeing my true self,
They know my deepest parts,
Knowing shared with our Creator,
Our source to whom we all belong.

Filed Under: Poems

A reflection on Psalm 71

December 18, 2015 by Chris Gribble

God’s love is my one sure truth,
My only uncertainty is knowing where to begin praise,
There is no end to his goodness,
Even when I fail his love is constant,
There is nothing exempted from his love.

He gives special consideration to the poor,
The broken hearted and broken spirited,
Those without a meal,
Rich oppressors need to watch out,
Selfish greed will meet with eternal love,
Justice will be fully delivered,
Love’s protective hand will stop the selfish,
They will have no excuses – everything laid bare,
Fear will be the oppressor’s reward,
As the reality of their actions are realised.

I will confidently praise God today,
Fear is not on our agenda,
Opportunity is mine,
He gives me bold courage to face truth,
Now my daily concern is how to –
Find enough time to praise God,
My main task is now my deepest joy.

Filed Under: Psalms

Belonging

December 17, 2015 by Chris Gribble

A clamour of voices,
Crying for hope,
Connecting souls,
Searching to belong.

A child’s voice is heard,
Seeking love,
Found in the midst,
Of a hope to belong.

Pain born from loving,
Seeks the child,
Alone with fear,
Calling him to belong.

Belonging is embraced,
By our loving source,
Community’s story,
Is in each who belong.

Called from outside,
To my deepest parts,
Wholeness is mine,
Knowing I belong.

Filed Under: Poems

A reflection on Psalm 68

December 17, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Opposition to God will be short lived,
I can see hate’s impotence,
Powerless self importance,
That is a futile grasp for control,
Banging his puny fist on air,
Hurting no one except himself,
Lamenting regrets with no one listening.

Here is what my God does!
When I thought I was bankrupt,
He sent blessing upon blessing,
When I thought I was defeated,
He has restored me completely,
When I thought I was alone,
He joined me in my tears and victories,
When I thought I was a failure,
He showed me his path to greatness.

All that God shows me,
Everything I celebrate this morning,
These are examples of infinite power,
Expressing infinite love,
To a grateful child.

I will search out God today,
For new ways to thank Him,
Celebrating eternal love,
That is His gift to me.

Filed Under: Psalms

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