Chris Gribble

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The Secret Of Walking With Jesus

September 25, 2017 by Chris Gribble

The secret of walking
Is to set out,
Take a step forward,
Explore the unplanned path
Be open to discovery,
Noticing who choose
To walk with you,
Join with their presence,
Mostly it’s silence that speaks,,
Because, talking would interrupt,
What is heard in the quiet,
Stop to celebrate the views,
Remembering the solitary path,
Is never taken alone,
There are always companions,
Who share the adventure,
If we remember to stop,
Wait and imagine,
Where the next steps will lead.

A walk brings understanding,
Why the time was right
Two thousand years ago,
The secret of the Kingdom,
Was found when walking,
Without a Nike gel sole,
To soften his steps,
The Kingdom coming
With each step taken,
The courageous path
Leading to brokenness,
Mercy pouring out his heart,
Eternity touching humanity,
Choosing to walk with,
Those willing to fail,
And to be forgiven,
Time and time again,
Their walk giving time,
For the conversations,
That we all waited for,
And now are asked to join.

Filed Under: Poems

The secret of walking

September 25, 2017 by Chris Gribble

The secret of walking
Is to set out,
Take a step forward,
Explore the unplanned path
Be open to discovery,
Noticing those who choose
To walk with you,
Join with their presence,
Mostly it’s silence that speaks,,
Because, talking would interrupt,
What is heard in the quiet,
Stop to celebrate the views,
Remembering the solitary path,
Is never taken alone,
There are always companions,
Who share the adventure,
If we remember to stop,
Wait and imagine,
Where the next steps will lead.

Filed Under: Poems

Another Version of Psalm 32

September 25, 2017 by Chris Gribble

My life is completely open to God,
There is nothing more to hide,
All my darkest sins are obvious to Him,
But, forgiveness covers my deepest shame,
My futile attempts at making my own way,
Dissipated into hollow emptiness,
Nowhere to hide and alone with my sorrow,
Found by God’s relentless search for love.

Finally my hardest lesson was learned,
Separation caused by my vain conceit,
Forgiveness waited for an honest heart,
Waiting prolonged the agony of my shame,
Humiliation completing God’s work.

Lost in a maze of false promises,
Truth drowned out by the Accuser’s screams,
The search for words from truth’s heart,
Reveals God’s guiding hand in my life,
My weeping guiding me to Eternity’s trust,
Remorseful tears becoming the Liar’s shame,
All condemnation is replaced by hope,
A victory shout is God’s final word.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 31

September 24, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Hate’s venom spits it’s life shattering words,
It seeks out goodness and love,
Twisting its words into a web of lies,
Truth is lost in Hate’s clever traps.

When I was caught in Hate’s snare,
I frantically clutched at every useless escape,
But, there was no way out,
Caught in the headlights of a freight train,
Mesmerised by destruction’s glare,
Death seemed to be my best option.

I believed the lies,
They surrounded me,
Chasing me from morning to night,
I belonged nowhere,
Deserted by everyone,

My nightly cry for help,
The tears of deep sorrow cried,
Were heard by God,
My nightly lament of loneliness,
Was transformed by loving care,
The frightening new day,
Replaced by merciful words,
Belonging found in truth’s loving sounds,
The day dawns with hopeful light,
A celebration of my life,
Death’s ugly hateful stare,
Has no horror for me,
I embrace each day with courageous hope

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

A prayer for compassion

September 23, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Lord I pray for a more compassionate awareness,
To know when I have found the honest questions,
That I won’t fall for arrogant judgment of thinking,
I am any less wretched than the sinner sharing with me,
Humble me from any arrogance that seeks advantage,
Lift me into the confidence of the Holy Spirit’s gifts,
No longer thinking that I need all the answers,
Divine light guiding every word to its home,
I desire to bring compassionate trust to my words,
Every conversation marked by sincere concern.
Present to the beauty that you see in every soul,
Eternity’s breath the caring whisper in my ear,
Reminding me of the hope in every conversation,
Lord give me compassion for our next uncertain step,
That I share with my neighbour this coming day.

Filed Under: Prayers

The Colour Red

September 23, 2017 by Chris Gribble

The anniversary of my Dad’s death passed recently. The years quickly come and go and life is relentless. But, it’s good to stop and remember the gifts that he gave his family. An anniversary is one of those scratches that show what is felt deeply.

The colour red

Red is the colour of
Anger
Sharp pain
Strong emotions
Lost love
Grief
Feelings
That well up
Suddenly….
Red fades quickly
Until it’s scratched
Exposing a vivid reminder
Of what was felt
The anger
Sharp pain
Strong emotions
Lost love
Grief
Feelings
That well up
Again.

Filed Under: Poems

Another Version of Psalm 30

September 22, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Failure never has the final word,
For Eternity’s beloved,
But, I stopped listening to God,
I believed the Liar’s threats,
Lie piled upon lie distorting truth,
Every day I wanted to die,
I stopped caring about anything.

This is where Mercy found me,
When I had really lost my way,
Mercy brought me back to safety,
My pitiful cries of daily defeat,
Are now a loving awakening each day,
Delighting in God’s words to me,
Speaking about his eternal loyalty,
Fickleness cast aside,
Trust is my eternal hope,
Continuing its praise each day,
Beginning from my heart,
Heard by Eternity.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 29

September 21, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Every part of me is designed for praise,
Sharing God’s joy in creative pleasure,
I hear his shouts of wonder,
As he looks at his daily work,
And, joins with me in its daily discovery.

When the day dawns,
Wondrous splashes of colour,
Bring beauty to all creation’s beginning,
He holds nothing back,
Approaching creation with boldness,
Awesome power is harnessed by perfect love.

Praise begins from a heart captured by love,
My Creator also calls me, “Beloved”,
His voice begins all life,
Creation’s words bring life to me,
I don’t need to be afraid,
Eternity has spoken to my heart,
Invited together to share perfect love.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 28

September 20, 2017 by Chris Gribble

The sweet sounding lies of temptation,
Drew me to condemnations curses,
All day they screamed their derision,
Kindness is used to deceive,
The true intent of selfish destruction.

Locked in a prison of despair,
My dear enemy hears only his voice,
The empty hollow echo of his lies,
Are his reward for duplicity,
His promises are quickly forgotten,
But God doesn’t forget his child,
Disloyalty will reap its own reward,
Restoration is coming to God’s child.

Praise is my response to failure,
In my despair I found God’s comfort,
Blessing begins in the heartbreak,
As love is fully revealed in all its wonder,
Praise is my response to God’s justice,
Sheltered by his embrace,
Celebrating the song that is given to me.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 27

September 19, 2017 by Chris Gribble

My way unfolds with ever increasing awe,
All around me troubles seek to entice,
Grasping at my fearful uncertainty,
They are always ready to pounce,
Waiting for their opportunity to destroy me,
When my list of failures is insurmountable,
I will take heart in God’s words to me,
Knowing that he has my back.

My true home is found,
God’s loving arms wrapped around me,
Held tight and feeling completely safe,
Gazing into his loving eyes and seeing kindness,
Considering day and night forgiving grace.

My dear enemy is surrounded by love,
His head will bow with shame,
Realising that failure is not the end,
But, the beginning of hope,
His rejection will become his deepest sadness.

Today, I seek God’s word to me,
I long to hear his loving story shared with me,
My proud Father’s merciful tales,
Of his child learning to trust.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 26

September 18, 2017 by Chris Gribble

God knows my heart’s yearnings,
My seeking to follow him always,
I have nothing to hide from God,
My loyalty to him is unquestioned.

Hypocrisy gives with one hand and takes with the other,
Those who pretend to care but give with self interest,
They gather together their imaginary stories,
That mask their true intentions,
Trust is their most destructive weapon,
I am surrounded by the consequences of my loyalty.

I long for God’s words today,
My soul searches for my truest friend,
Where loyalty is our foundation,
Trust is found in God’s healing,
Disappointment’s wounds have cut deep,
But, God’s love brings a sure hope,
That a good heart will alway find its home.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 25

September 17, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Rejection’s pain is where my cry to God begins,
It’s deceptive words shout it’s painful message,
Seeking to gloat over it’s easy victories,
But, soon Rejection will face Truth,
Rejection will be defeated by belonging,
My heart entrusted to Grace’s care.

When I spend all night counting my faults,
God spends day and night whispering hope,
All of my failures are forgotten,
As my compassionate God forgives me,
He doesn’t know how to hold a grudge,
His heart seeks to restore my hope,
When Mercy’s voice is heard.

Rock bottom was my deepest valley,
I lost my way completely,
When I sought to find a friend,
My deepest trust disappeared like vapour,
Hate’s glare replacing love,
Contemptuous words beginning each day,
Seeking to uncover my painful wounds.

God’s face turned to my darkest distress,
Light shone on my uncovered wounds,
My ugliest sins were out in the open,
When there was nowhere to go,
I was brought back to home’s safety,
Love brought out the best in me,
Compassion grew in my heart,
My life is completely open to God’s truth,
Rescued from all my troubles,
Mercy the healing balm for all my sins.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 23

September 16, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Surrounded by love’s protection,
My life is completed,
By the refreshing sounds of hope,
The tough ascents through uncertainty,
Are crowned with the beautiful dawning,
That draws me to the Creator’s heart.

Opposition hears the loving words,
Spoken by Eternity to his beloved,
They are my tormentor’s nightly reminder,
Of the Creator’s care for his loyal child.

My reward is begins each day,
With the blessing of abundance,
Nothing can stop it from coming my way,
Love chases my every thought,
Finding it’s home in the loving words,
That has discovered the goodness in me,
My eternal inheritance of Grace’s kindness.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

The second son

September 16, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Yesterday I was reading Henri Nouwen’s the Return Of The Prodigal Son. I wrote this poem as I was enthralled by what he said about the second son. This poem came as I wanted to explore his words in my own way.

The Second Son

Love known as the returning son,
Is like my first love,
Emotional,
Immediate,
It sees my foolishness,
The tears flow easily,
Friendly pats on the back,
The warm embrace,
Celebrations in my honour,
The joy of the return,
Quickly forgetting
My past sins.

I am also the second son,
The one who has stayed,
Feeling pushed aside,
And questions –
What is my Father doing?
Why isn’t he celebrating me,
What about my loyalty?
The hard work done for you?
Did this matter at all?
Everything done for you, for nothing?
My dark night of the soul,
Says to my vulnerable heart,
There are parts of you,
That I don’t love.

The story is completed,
When I became the second son,
Our Father
Is there for this son,
His love seeing what was hidden,
Exposing my ugly darknesses,
The resentment,
The deep loneliness,
Of the one overlooked,
But then the Father,
Shows how he loves the second son,
The invitation to the first son
Is given to me,
Both sons are loved,
We share love’s welcome,
My longings to hear,
What touches my heart,
The words that say,
“I am His Beloved”.

Filed Under: Poems

A testimony to love

September 16, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Love takes me beyond beautiful sunrises,
Chased by awe inspiring colourful sunsets,
With their bursts of fading radiant warmth,
Horizons that stretch into eternity,
Love purely spoken is a clear message,
Gifted from the heart of Mercy’s love,
I appreciate the sound of caressing words,
My smallness is touched by eternal vastness,
The heart of infinite loving my ragged edges,
The source of every word spoken – chosen for me,
Making me safe in his truthful expression,
Eternity’s presence spending time with me.

The lie selfishly demands his version of truth,
Justifying his straw heart with further deceit,
Rejoicing in creating sad disappointments,
His breath blowing the bitter wind of arrogance,
Faking sincere loyalty with earnest promises,
Uncertain distrust are his kingdom’s foundation,

Love starts where my heart and mind join,
Sourced in hearing my name spoken,
Feeling my innermost parts are cherished,
When the Voice kindly caresses my shame,
All those ugly secret parts of me,
No longer needing to be hidden away,
Love rests in this kind conversation,
Centred around finding courage in me,
A conversation with Voice and Flesh inviting me,
My breath joining to share with theirs.

Filed Under: Poems

Another Version of Psalm 22

September 15, 2017 by Chris Gribble

The loneliest path,
Seemed to be God’s choice for me,
Day after day I tried to hear God,
But, I didn’t hear him speak,
I thought my life was worthless,
That God wouldn’t bother with me,
Wretched failure was all I heard.

Surrounded by hate,
Light never entered my day,
My dear enemy loved to tear down,
My daily sobs were his greatest pleasure,
Lord, you felt far away from me,
Vindictive words lashed every trusted promise,
Sacred friendship sacrificed for greed’s desires,
My life hung on by a thread,
With everything taken away,
My end seemed to be very close.

But, my path has become clear,
Hate’s futile yapping is just an annoyance,
The way forward is full of hope,
Struggling steps have become confident strides,
My smile begins from genuine love,
Testifying to the transformation of despair,
Every contemptuous act against me,
God has counted up with righteous wisdom,
My funeral dirge is now a victory anthem,
Sung loud and clear for everyone to hear.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another Version of Psalm 21

September 14, 2017 by Chris Gribble

My pilgrim journey starts with hope,
Recognising my heart’s desire,
Taking my first steps to eternity,
Sometimes the uncertain path,
Needs Eternity’s guidance,
With each faltering step,
Complete trust is given,
To the source of all my joy,

My dear enemy loves to confuse,
He takes loyal devotion,
Turning it into destruction,
God isn’t distracted from loving,
Confusion’s foolishness is obvious,
Its path is full of empty promises,
Foolishness’ reward is disappointment,
For those who have pursued it,
Their legacy is meaningless,
Wisdom concludes with praise,
Anger is transformed by Love’s gaze,
Its daily assault completely disarmed,
Foolishness defeated by Wisdom’s victory shout.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Beginning – My prayer for this day

September 14, 2017 by Chris Gribble

A good prayer takes time to prepare for,
Time to shed the murky layer of pressing demands,
Time to allow my head to rise above the fog,
Time to open my hands and heart to Mercy,
Beginning with forgiveness for when I forget to pray,
Moving quickly into a beautiful, free, open space,
Where everything that matters is right in front of me,
Trusting whatever the next step holds for my life.

I love when prayer draws me from the awful rush,
That believes in its self important busyness,
When God and I share in blessed creativity,
Holding out and offering me a new canvas,
Hope and possibility held in his Holy plan,
My prayer for today is just beginning,
As I hold my heart and hands open,
To what this day will bring for me.

Filed Under: Poems, Prayers

Another version of Psalm 20

September 11, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Despair is the yawning chasm,
That swallows everything,
Its hunger is insatiable,
Devouring any goodness,
Destroying all hope.

Hope begins from my deepest despair,
Struggle birthed new possibilities,
My cries for help each night,
Were answered with a new dawn,
Remembering my youthful prayers
God’s love never forgets.

My daily longing is to hear God’s voice,
Learning to desire his will,
Knowing that failure is no longer possible,
My groans and tears heard,
Now, I live with complete confidence,
Each new step taken with the assurance,
That my path’s gifts belong to me.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

Another version of Psalm 19

September 10, 2017 by Chris Gribble

Everywhere I look I can see God’s hand,
The Creator speaks to the humble heart,
The obvious is stated clearly,
In every beautiful creative detail,
Of this world that we call home,
Day after day the truth shines out,
Its light is radiant and trustworthy,

God’s honest conversation with me,
Always begins with truth,
His questions start with my heart,
And, where I place my trust,
There is no hidden agenda with God,
It’s all out in the open with Him,
A faithful life built on loving conversations,
Is what I desire above all else.

My heart is seeking God’s truth today,
Nothing tucked away for myself,
My life an expression of freedom,
That comes from complete honesty,
God began this beautiful conversation with me,
My life is completely dependent on his voice,
I love each word he speaks to me,
God’s loving acceptance of my humble words,
Is the first step of my daily worship.

Filed Under: Psalms, Psalms Version Two

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