God’s gracious love is uncovered,
Today it has lit up my morning,
My day will be transformed by his love,
I am forgiven,
His wounds and my wounds shared,
Compassion reached out to me,
And said, “I understand”,

I delight in belonging to him,
To know and to be known,
This is a comfort when I seek sleep,
It’s a responsibility to my call to love,
Today I join with my God in mutual praise,
Strengthened by his comforting hand,
Ready to face all my fears,
God’s blessings are mine to share daily.

Every day I love to wake and hear God’s voice,
My response is to let anyone who listens,
Know that God is the instigator of life,
This goodness that is ours to have,
From the morning sunrise,
To the setting sun,
Even in my sleep,
God dishes it up for our benefit.

Even when I tried to make my own path,
God didn’t forget me,
The lessons learned when I forgot God,
Are now etched on my heart.

Life without God at the centre,
Is a futile grasp at self importance,
Life is fully appreciated when God is most important,
The path to understanding this is difficult,
I wanted to give up,
Because, I thought God gave up on me,
This was not true,
God was leading me to incredible opportunity,
Far more than what I could create myself.

Now, I know my daily prayers are not wasted,
God loves faithfulness more than my activities,
My prayers are about my love for God,
Each new day an opportunity for more love,
A celebration of his loving care for me.

Creation’s power wielding unlimited love,
Is evident in every part of the world,
Everything responds to God’s Voice,
Life itself is responsible to God.

I thought that God worked with my plans,
But, I have found His Truth,
It turned my world around completely,
Sin’s reality hit my right between the eyes,
Now, I seek God’s will first,
It’s not about me,
Life’s secret is found in hearing his Voice.

I love how his words fill my heart,
They are a deep well speaking life words,
Day after day they come to me,
Forgiving words that free me from regret,
Praise words that let me enter his creative work,
Love words that show me I belong.

Abundance is my daily experience of God,
Blessing is my praise song,
God’s will is discovered by his creation,
We do not determine its path,
We learn it through obedience,
Each day a new lesson is learned,
My life a constant unfolding of hope.

Desperation marked my every thought.
I believed that my God had deserted me,
Everything was stripped away,
Only my naked soul was left,
I thought God stopped listening to my prayers,
I believed my sin was too great,
To be forgiven and restored.

Within my heart I cried out to You,
“Take back what is yours God”,
Life without God was terrifying,
I spent my days cowering,
Scared of my own shadow.

God’s restoration took me to my fears,
Healing showed me victory,
Each shadow felt the white light of his love,
God said, “You are mine, mine mine.”
No part of me was left unexamined,
He brought it all back to his heart.

Praise’s source sheds light on shadow,
From the shadow I learned about Grace,
My deepest valleys were gifts of understanding,
They are leading me to the mountaintops,
God is my trusted guide,
His perspective the gift to those who love him.

Doubt is a constant question,
That makes my next step uncertain,
All around me is good advice,
Confusing the truth.

I am inundated by words,
They are like a thousand pin pricks,
My pain building in intensity,
Till I feel I can’t keep going.

I have chosen my path,
My love for God is true,
Truth is my most painful choice,
Every step is a crippled limp.

Words said with evil intent,
Won’t be forgotten by God,
The destructive lies,
Will return to haunt the sleep of liars,
There will be no escape for evil intentions.

I will wake each day,
Eager to praise God,
I won’t stop doing this,
Because, I have heard your loving truth,
My life is full of love,
I will shout it out daily.

Lord you have heard my sobbing regrets,
I know that I am not good enough,
To speak to you,
I have spent night after night,
Counting my sins,
Blaming myself for everything,
There seemed to be no end to my failures.

The hater’s voice is venomous,
Oozing sweet tasting poison,
While each day he makes up his hate list,
Twisting nice words to line up me, the target,
My loyalty used to destroy me,
Confidences used to conspire against me,
Each day finding new ways to bring me down,
Attack upon attack,
Nothing was sacred,
He used everything to try to destroy me.

Now I have complete confidence,
God is sorting it all out
He has heard each hate word,
Felt every one of my family’s hurts,
Justice will be wielded,
The Hater will face God’s reality,
Arrogance will see Humility,
It will bring the Hater to his knees,
The great reversal will begin,
For Hate it will be a frightening journey to Truth.

My fears are now my strength,
My brokenness once mocked by the Hater,
These are my greatest comforts,
I was so close to dying,
Stupidly I thought it was the answer,
My daily regrets,
Are now my praises,
Thanks to you God,
I am now living,
An example of your power,
Demonstrated through human weakness.

Rock bottom is a terrible place to be,
It feels totally friendless,
Arrogance speaks words that want me dead,
His only message to me is failure,
Day and night his words cut deep into my soul,
Truth is replaced with put downs,
I wonder if God hears my pain?

Out of the carnage,
Left in Arrogance’s barrage of word vomit,
God helped me to emerge,
In the midst of wanting to die,
I heard God speak to me,
“My beloved child …..”

Instead of pleasing Arrogance,
My life is devoted completely to God,
When I was emerging into the light,
Arrogance still holds up a puny fist,
But he now wallows in his own vomit,
His life is pitiful, self centred,
Each day lived in misery,
My days are now full of possibility,
Given to me by God,
Truth is having its way,

God loves to bring hope to the broken,
My life daily witnesses to His care,
My first desire is to be with Him,
Arrogance walks with deep shame,
Now I can look Arrogance in the eye,
And, thank God for Truth.

Stupidity says that God doesn’t exist,
They misguide people with their hollow assurances,
Their words are putrid – rotten to the core,
Because, the only care for themselves,
They don’t care who they destroy,
Their only quest is self interest.

They live pitiful, fearful lives,
Exercising more power in smaller circles,
Living in a world constricted by hate,
Less and less believable,
As the truth comes to light,
The consequences of selfishness,
When exposed to honesty,
Is the wrath of God,
Unleashed to protect his child.

God missed none of this,
He has heard the putrid words,
He has felt my pain,
There is no escape.
Those who sought my destruction,
They will get the reward of selfishness,
Their stupidity will be exposed,
Clever words will become their shame,
Meanwhile I will join in Eternity’s song,
Singing loud and strong,
About my God’s love.

Another day begins,
The choice is mine,
Praise God,
Or, choose myself and misery,
Two options,
Choose life – or, death.

I love the life path,
It is an eternal unfolding possibility,
Not limited by human intervention,
Every day full of God opportunities,
From the moment my eyes open,
My world is filled with laughter.

The death path is for the ignorant,
Self consumed with their own plans,
They will lead themselves and their family,
Into a life of destruction.
Continuous dissatisfaction will be their reward.

Even when I was ready to give up,
God was getting ready to avenge the lies,
The daily stench of contempt’s voice,
Vomiting up put downs,
Contempt hated laughter,
Every word tried to quench hope,
God was listening to my daily sobs of failure,
When I wilted under a continuous onslaught of hate,
He is waiting for the right time to set things right.

Contempt has chosen a treacherous path,
Death is the end point,
The only hope is to turn to God,
Life is the eternal hope.

I felt the hot breath of hatred,
Every day screaming my stupidity,
While wilting under its onslaught,
My deepest parts clung to my God.

The hater was full of himself,
He thought he was God,
Power was his crutch,
Gathering a pitiful group of believers,
Love of money brought hate to full flower,
Its message being dispersed far and wide,
He considered only his own wealth,
When I was left with nothing.

Death is everyone’s reward,
Trusting in human power is the true stupidity,
It doesn’t last – we all end as dust,
Greed is a deadly pursuit,
God hates the vindictive and power hungry,
The hater doesn’t know love,
Nice words are laced with destruction,
He should be worried,
God will avenge their hate legacy,
Goodness is death’s conqueror.

The day is coming soon when all I will do is praise God,
Sometimes I forget to do it enough,
This morning my heart just wants to praise God.
In the midst of a sea of uncertainty,
This is my assurance,
Praise is my new language,
I am learning to be fluent,
Learning new words every day,
Communicating daily to eternity.

Each day my first task is to praise God,
I come to him seeking truth,
It flits past me,
When I seek to grasp it,
It slips from my grip,
Like the rainbow’s conclusion,
Tantalizing me I yearn to discover where it ends.

I think about Truth, day and night,
Why does it create pain?
Where does my searching end?
Love’s truth always ends at my beginning,

Truth’s harsh reality is a difficult path,
I feel scared of its uncertainty,
It requires a Holy Trust,
I am not the master of my destiny,
The Lie of sin is that I can know truth,
Holy Trust is a daily finding of Truth.

When I consider your truth this morning,
I can see it confounds lies,
Destroying any chance of dishonesty,
It’s a frightening fate for the dishonest,
A comforting hope for the faithful,
Resting in your truth,
Eagerly anticipating your daily Voice,
Leading me forward.
Able to face whatever this day brings.

Confusion is my best description of this life,
Sadnesses abound,
When happiness is my desire,
I long to see a clear path,
That takes me directly to happiness,
Instead I am diverted by regrets,
I cannot see the next step,
Lost is where I found myself.

My deepest unplumbed thoughts,
Are laid bare to you God,
I don’t trust my own heart,
And, its deceitful truth,
My tears of confusion,
Are the only words I can speak.

Lord, take my weeping, sobbing heart,
Open it to your love,
I need to Rest,
Opposition doesn’t understand,
Painful words screaming at me,
God is not hearing me,
He will let me fail.

My stomach churning,
As this new day begins,
Uncertainty is my reality,
I long for God’s voice today,
To speak with clarity,
From the fog emerging truth,
Praise for what will become,
Trust transforming tears.

Soon I will return to my source,
I will not revisit this place,
Each fleeting breath is never repeated,
My voice a brief cry in humanity’s babel,
Even when I shout loudly,
My cry is soon forgotten,
Heard for a brief moment ,
Then lost in the crowd’s roar.
I will only speak once to this world,
What will be said about me?

For too long I was silent,
When I watched the pain caused,
By Desire,
I left it alone,
But, it has to stop,
I need to find the Love words,
That transform truth into loving actions,
My soul stirred by knowing the time is, now!
Its constant restlessness, my sleeplessness nights.
Learning to listen to God’s Voice,
Giving me the words to say,
As I look Desire in the face.

In my brief encounter with life,
I trust in God,
The wounds caused by Desire,
When I couldn’t say anything in my defence,
A daily vicious onslaught of word blows,
I cowered,
Each painful lash a reminder of my failures,
Words upon words, lash on lash,
Salted by contempt’s glare.

My lesson is learned,
Eternity is a waiting breath,
My weeping heart,
Will be transformed to a smile,
As I listen to Eternity’s Voice,
Sometimes a whisper of hope,
Then loving laughter,
Always assuring me that I am His beloved.

My deepest sadness cannot stop me loving God,
I woke this morning sobbing,
As I considered the pain of selfishness,
Deep woundings lacerating hearts.
Emptying souls, draining life,
My plans are useless,
They cannot be trusted,
They are made then you change them,
I am tired Lord, You need to do something,
Please hear the voice of your child today.

I know that I am never far from sin,
I am the least to complain,
But, God why don’t you stand up for your children?
Why do you allow wrong to flourish,
It seems to be always winning,
While your dear children are lost in in a pit of hate,
When will this ever stop?

Nice words cannot cover up what is done,
Love becomes the enemy,
Of those who are deaf to God’s Voice.

I hear the voice of hatred daily,
I see the pain in people’s eyes,
I know its sleepless echo,
I feel its gloating tone,
It makes no sense,
Yet it’s the choice that is made.

In the midst of all this confusion,
I look to my Father,
He listens to my weeping and sobbing,
I know he has it worked out,
Justice is too slow in coming,
But, it won’t be delayed,
Come Lord today,
Lover of the brokenhearted.