Saturday, November 29, 2008

Better is one day in Your courts, than a thousand elsewhere.
 ~ Psalm 84:10a


Thank You, Lord.
Thanks for joy and thanks for sorrow,
Thanks for heav'nly peace with Thee.
Thanks for hope in the tomorrow,
Thanks through all eternity.
Thank You, God.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

bona fide


catching you 
when you are alone
is different from all else 
because
bona fide and truest is your form and self.


Away from that occasional laughter
which fleetingly comes 
and quickly goes,
there is
not an ephemeral evanescence,
but a simple, heartfelt sentiment. 


Sunday, November 09, 2008

holding on



At two in the morn, I went outside.
Raising my head towards the heavens,
I remembered Your loveliness
And me being insignificant in lowliness
how could it be that You sought me first?


You redeemed me with Your mighty hand
and with Your hand,
You held on to me
at each step of the way.
And though I've acted like a little boy,
by throwing down your hold,
by naively throwing tantrums,
You still came back for me,
at each step of the way.


You persist in Your love,
and because of that,
You are so beautiful.


O Lord, nothing I say can be enough for You are beyond mere words.
Thank You.