Chris Gribble

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A reflection on Psalm 31

November 27, 2015 by Chris Gribble

When I was really down,
Even my closest friend deserted me,
Starting in the early hours of the morning,
My days went long into the night,
A good night’s sleep was my deepest desire,
But, I wondered if I would ever know rest,
I lay awake fearing the next attack,
Each night a fearful recollection of the lies spoken,
Anticipating the next onslaught of hatred’s stare,
Each day facing the contemptuous glare,
I crumbled under the strain,
My soul bleeding tears of sorrow,
At the betrayal of my trust.

The daily raids of terror,
The barrage of hate words,
Were the favourite weapons,
Unleashed in a daily “friendly” fire,
My life was shattered,
The word shards digging deep,
My life’s cry to God was, “mercy,”
I wanted the pain to go away.

My God, My God, why did I forsake you?
For a while I thought I was my salvation,
I was wrong!
Today my life is a witness to your strength,
I love to see Justice in action,
My voice is no longer silent,
I speak words of Love,
That bring terror to the godless,
My love shows up their selfishness.

The liar’s daily shame is displayed publicly,
Poverty is his selfish lust,
Hunger for money thwarted by God,
His riches are for the poor and broken hearted.
Abundance is my truth,
Life is lived with strength,
Discovering the fullness of Eternity’s love,
My life a witness to the power,
Of restoring, peaceful trust.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 28

November 26, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Truth will lay our hearts bare,
Evil intentions cloaked in kindness,
Will not be tolerated any more,
Masquerading lies as truth,
Clever words manipulated to destroy,
Are all headed to a fire called Justice.

Strength comes from doing what is right,
Tolerance for vindictiveness is zero.
Love stands up for the broken hearted,
It knows when enough is enough.

From my weakness I have learned to trust only God,
This becomes my strength,
It will leave the vindictive cowards full of shame,
My daily praise will be their disgrace,
Their lies will lead them to despair,
Silence is no longer possible,
Because God’s truth cannot be contained.

My daily praise comes from love filled heart,
I delight every morning in God’s words,
It gives me strength to face the haters,
To love them but to trust God,
My reward is a good night’s sleep,
Blessings that mount up each day,
Hope that is filled by Eternity.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 27

November 25, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My Version

I cowered under a relentless stream of hate,
Every day new attacks were planned,
My hater sought to destroy my hope,
He would allow no glimmer of joy in my life,
Whenever it appeared he would try to snuff it out,
He wielded destructive power with murderous intent,
Selfishness taken to its limits.

Now, the great reversal has begun,
My life is completely turned around,
I am more prosperous than before,
Daily I celebrate blessing after blessing,
I hold my head high when I see my hater,
His lies are now his shame,
My life lived in constant wonder of God’s justice.

Each morning when I turn my eyes to God,
I listen to his voice and hear him speak to me,
My heart’s desire is filled to the brim,
I gaze on love unleashed – holding nothing back,
Life is full of wonder at how he protected me,
When my hater wanted me dead.

I cried out, “Help!”,
And, Justice intervened,
Contempt was disarmed,
The lies are called stupidity,
Arrogance reduced to shame,
False accusations that no one believes.

Loneliness is the dark place,
Where the hater is believed,
But, I live a completely satisfied life,
With new opportunities emerging each day,
My heart beating with truth,
With a daily life giving rhythm,
My hope is found in listening,
To the truth that beats in perfect time,
Justice and humanity sharing life’s rhythm,
Eternity’s blessings now belong to me.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 23

November 24, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My life was a discordant cacophony,
My head a jumble of sounds,
Clattering in my thoughts,
A constant deafening noise,
Accusing me of failure,
Words seeking to drown out hope,
That left me wanting to die.

Then I came to the end of my strength,
I cried out enough,
I can’t go on,
Help me.

Love turned his face to me,
He took my hand,
Leading me to a place of rest,
I stopped,
I listened to the sounds of rest,
Its beautiful melody,
Beating in time with my heart’s rhythm.

The noise receded into the background,
Its harsh accusations seen as lies,
Now my life beats in time,
With Eternity’s rhythm,
A melody of endless love.

Filed Under: Psalms

“Still” – a moment of rest

November 22, 2015 by Chris Gribble

From the shadows of a parched life,
My soul a desert of broken vessels,
Spilled out on the thirsty ground,
Cracked, broken and leaking,
I sought to drink water that could revive.

I went to the deepest well of understanding,
To find my source;
I visited a place that is seldom seen,
I called it “Still”.

“Still” was there while the earth thundered around,
“Still” had its own sounds,
That drifted in with Creation’s voice,
A whisper in the wind,
The call of the morning birds,
A call to hope born from “Still”.

“Still” was waiting to touch my lips,
To give my life a voice,
“Still” wasn’t lost in humanity’s din,
It is a gift from that deepest well,
That is waiting to bring life,
“Still”, “Quiet”, “Listen”,
Three close friends for my journey.

Filed Under: Poems

A reflection on Psalm 16

November 22, 2015 by Chris Gribble

In the daily struggle from uncertainty to uncertainty,
I couldn’t find anything to satisfy,
Then I heard God speaking,
Truth was hard to hear at first,
It rubbed my broken edges.
Painfully every part of my life,
Was restored by Creation,
Piece by piece I was examined,
Love’s balm was painfully ministered,
So that healing could be completed.

My emaciated soul, starved for too long,
Now I relish Creation’s daily goodness,
Served a banquet of love,
The choice of daily pleasure is made easy.

Sleepless nights belong to haters and bullies,
Each night I rest well and dream good dreams,
I am one eyed in the desires I encourage,
Tough choices lead to a restful life,
My life embraced by Eternity,
Discovering my song sung from the heart,
Truth that resonates deeply within,
Found in every whisper of Eternity,
Life unfolds with more and more opportunity,
Loved completely, living the satisfied life.

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A reflection on Psalm 15

November 21, 2015 by Chris Gribble

In my deepest sorrows,
I heard love’s softest call,
Even when I thought my hope was lost,
Love whispered in my ear,
Words wishing the best for others,
Love that recognises what is hated most,
Fiercely fighting with the tragic gap,
While crying with the broken spirit,

Wounds are daily uncovered,
The result of words that deeply score,
But,wounds begin to heal,
When love’s gift is given,
From new eyes seeking the beauty,
In our broken humanity.

Today brings a settled restlessness,
That calls loudly to my soul,
To seek out my Father’s tasks,
For what I am called to say,
Truth lived faithfully,
Speaks to those who choose to see.

Life lived hopefully,
Eyes seeing with clarity,
Tears shed with longing,
The way our world intended us to be.

Filed Under: Psalms

The tears we miss

November 19, 2015 by Chris Gribble

I didn’t recognise the first tears,
then I saw that she had been weeping,
For me a chance encounter,
A simple purchase,
That took me to a broken marriage,
The deep sadness of love quashed,
Life now lived in loneliness,
I never would have known,
Except I took to the time to ask,
About the moisture glistening on her cheeks.

Shocked by the sudden sobs,
Big men don’t cry is our belief,
Yet here is a big man crying in front of me,
The poverty of brokenness,
The fears that surface every day,
Robbing life of sleep,
The daily fruitless search for rest,
I never would have known,
Except I took the time to listen,
To the everyday frustrations of a wounded soul.

What lies behind the eyes we see each day,
The deep sadnesses of broken promises,
Dreams hoped for.
Love’s deepest desires.
Pain that is truly heard by another,
Is the gift that all can give,
Rest is offered in compassion,
Today I will seek to know,
I will take the time to listen,
So that pain is heard and given its voice.

Filed Under: Poems

A reflection on Psalm 12

November 19, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Evil intentions surrounded me,
Delighting in creating havoc,
Lies abounding,
But soon my dear enemy,
Will pay hate’s price,
Its true cost will be tallied,
Then paid in full,
My dear enemy will be bankrupted.

A deeply wounded, broken spirit,
Only receives compassion from God,
God’s love protects the broken,
But as the lies abound,
His anger for the poor spirit rises,
He will tally the lies and hate.

Anger wielded by love is truly frightening,
To the lover of lies,
There is no escape from love’s justice,
Contempt confronted by loving anger,
Will quickly melt in its white heat.

From my brokenness I know God’s anger,
But its protection is always welcome,
When I am called to face my dear enemy,
I walk in the strength of my God’s love,
My dear enemy has no chance of victory,
Disarmed by hope, lost to love,
My enemy’s defeat is clear to everyone.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 11

November 18, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My hater surrounded me with a barrage of words,
Day after day he sharpened his tongue,
Ready to unleash the next onslaught,
When I was down they kept coming,
He took delight in my pain,
Playing with me and looking to inflict more damage.

In the midst of this attack,
I let God’s light shine on my life,
He gave me relief from my hater,
My heart was an open book,
God took a good hard look at me,
Then said, “I love you”.

The hater’s violence,
His word vomit,
The arrogance,
His contempt,
The crushing lies,
Will be confronted by God, head on,
He will be humbled,
God’s protection of his children,
Will stop the hate in its tracks,
Hate is no match for Eternity’s love,
The hater will eat his own vomit,
While I am served a banquet by God.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 132

November 17, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My Version

I spent too long in the shadows,
Searching my heart for truth,
Seeking to discover the secret to life,
It was a restless life,
A slippery path with no directions,
Guided by lies I sought to believe were truth.

My thoughts were constantly about my failures,
Sleepless night after sleepless night,
Always believing the worst about myself,
Making me think that God had given up on me.

But slowly I have come to realise,
That God is always with me,
He is faithful to his loving promise,
His desire to love me never wavers.

The shadows are still there,
The voice of darkness seeking to scream failure!
God’s light keeps the shadows at bay,
His Voice constantly whispering love words,
Day and night, waking and sleeping,
My dreams are about hope,
My thoughts are about his love for me,
I am living the promised life,
“Rest” is a beautiful place to live.

Filed Under: Psalms

A prayer about sorrow

November 14, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Prayer for the Sorrow
May you see God’s light on the path ahead
When the road you walk is dark.
May you always hear,
Even in your hour of sorrow,
The gentle singing of the lark.
When times are hard may hardness
Never turn your heart to stone,
May you always remember
when the shadows fall—
You do not walk alone.

Filed Under: Prayers

A reflection on Psalm 122

November 13, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My Version

My heart longs to return home,
I spent too long wandering aimlessly,
Searching for the answers to my questions,
My heart’s deepest yearnings,
Needing to find rest.

I found the answer,
It was there within me,
When I centred on God,
I learned where rest is,
Aimless wandering wearied my soul,
A God filled life brought discovery,
Each day becoming alive with opportunity.

I love being together at home,
Sharing with my family our love,
Comfortable with each other’s unique ways,
Rest, peace, love, bring true riches,
Aimless wandering turned to fresh purpose,
I bask daily in the sweetness of success.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 123

November 12, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My Version 

Constant put downs left a decimated life,
They chipped at my soul,
Till everything was taken,
Only a small core remained,
I thought that everything was destroyed,
But, I found the part that they could not touch,
Sheltered from the blows,
By my God who loves me.

I found at my centre a loving heart,
Embracing my most inner parts,
Breathing for me when I was too scared,
Touching me when I felt like a failure,
You did not forget me,
All the time protecting who I am.

Failure is turned to success,
Laughter is given fresh voice,
Mercy takes me to hope,
I see it all now,
Gifts from my Lord,
That are mine for eternity.

Filed Under: Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 128

November 11, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My Version

I love to think about God’s goodness to me,
All day every day he is shouting his love,
My heart hears his daily declaration,
Of the words of a proud father,
I know that I am loved.

Today I heard it in the sunrise,
I saw it in the gift of laughter,
Shared meals with lots of talk,
Listening to the sounds of love.

This is the life that has been given to me,
My God created me to enjoy it all,
My thoughts are full of the all that I have,
Understanding every day is an abundance
Each day is stretched by possibility.

Filed Under: Psalms

Loneliness – by Hafiz

November 10, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Don’t surrender your loneliness
So quickly.
Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season you
As few humans
Or even divine ingredients can.

Something missing in my heart tonight
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice
So tender,

My need of God
Absolutely
Clear.

– Hafiz –

“Liminal Space” by Lisa Hunt-Wotton

 

“Liminal Space” by Lisa Hunt-Wotton

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

An idea is born

November 10, 2015 by Chris Gribble

A jumble of words is organised into a pattern of sentences,
Their breath speaks to the deepest parts of my soul,
A sunrise is transformed into paint splashed on a canvas,
My heart sings with the pleasure in how it is captured,
A cacophony of noise is joined together in a series of notes,
Inspiring my spirit to take on new challenges.

Two heart’s longings are brought together in an idea,
Energy is combined to overcome our deepest need,
Viewed from a realisation of what is hungered for,
The whisper of words, the captured image and the musical notes,
Come together to create beauty born from an idea.

Filed Under: Poems

Recovering from disappointment – how to be perfect

November 8, 2015 by Chris Gribble

Perfect

Wonder collapsed in perfection’s ideal,
Reaching for what was lost,
Noticing the flawed,
Seeing only what was missed,
Comparing it to desire,
Perfect became inconsolable,
With the heart’s yearning.

Perfect was waiting to be revealed,
Discovered in what was found,
Restoring what was intended,
A heart able to see,
Understanding what it owned,
Perfect came as a gift,
Joined again with creation’s yearning.
Disappointment speaks very loudly in our daily world. The key message in advertising is to raise dissatisfaction levels to such a point that we are impelled to purchase a particular product to quell that urge. Once that is achieved we lurch to the next message that comes on our computer screen/TV/Radio program.

Living in a disappointed world can be a heartbreaking experience. Satisfaction is constantly denied because of the barrage of messages that deny contentment. Beyond the advertising world is our work worlds in which daily we can receive same message. Constant change in the workplace means what is right today probably won’t be good enough tomorrow. We live in a world that is very good at expressing its disappointment. The workplace can communicate a level of disappointment in the shortcomings that come from such constant change.

In the workplace many people are working to gain the approval of others around them. It may be a manager, our peers or even our family or friends. Too often when that approval is not available a sense of disappointment sets in. Burnout comes from the overwhelming feeling of not achieving what you are working very hard to do. Each day becomes another addition to increasing brokenness that if left unchecked can lead to a meltdown.

The problem that comes with feeling less than perfect is that we are reaching for an unattainable goal. Get something right today and tomorrow the world will have shifted and a realigning is required. To add to the sense of dissatisfaction is what is missed is noticed quicker than what was done well. Too often what is missed is what is spoken most about.

I would like to consider a different way of viewing perfect. A way that allows for the restoration of wonder and hope. My suggestion is to view perfection not as an outcome but as a process. Reality will require living with some level of acceptance of disappointment. It’s what we do with that disappointment that determines our happiness levels. In each of us is a tragic gap between what is hoped for and what we experience. Joining our hearts yearning to our understanding of perfection as a process can help bridge that gap.

There is a part of each of us that wants to appreciate what is good, true and beautiful. When we refer to a sunrise as perfect it is because that image has connected to something in our heart. The sunrise may have been different but still perfect. I could wish that there may have been a bit more colour, or that there was a little less fog but this doesn’t make what I see now any less perfect.

Perhaps the solution is to shift what is yearned for. Discontentment is easily produced in most humans. Discovering our hearts yearning can lead us closer to understanding and accepting the perfection that each of us hold in our hands. Aristotle said that, “Happiness depends on ourselves.” He is partially true, we can be content when we have learned to hold disappointment but still see what is beautiful.

In relationships this occurs when we choose to overlook an inconsistency and appreciate what is good in that person. Disappointment occurs when only the fault is talked about. When that hope is found what we all yearn for is found. Perfection is waiting to be discovered each day, but to realise it the gift of appreciation of what we have now must be accepted first.

Filed Under: Going Deeper

A reflection on Psalm 120

November 8, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My Version

In my ignorance,
I surrounded myself with bitter people,
They pretended to be caring,
But, the token gestures,
Quickly turned to selfishness,
Their love was skin deep,
Promises made were too quickly broken.

Bitterness sucked me into its well,
It was black and clammy,
Seeking to help itself by dripping off me,
When I was completely entwined,
Frantic, seeking to find the way out,
A Voice spoke to me,
He made his way clear to me,
Compassion not bitterness,
Peace not hate,
These come from life’s breath,
His Voice rescued me,
Daily I celebrate my rescue.

Filed Under: Psalms

Love’s sounds

November 7, 2015 by Chris Gribble

My ears turned to the sound of love,
A creative flood of words,
Returned to my heart,
Words that spoke in soft tones,
Searching for a shared meeting,
That sought to discover,
That unique quality in my friend.

Love is found in the beautiful surprise,
Of an unexpected visit,
The understanding is immediate,
Words become unnecessary accessories,
To the language that is unspoken,
When discovery becomes knowledge,
Of the truth that is shared together.

Filed Under: Poems

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