The garden was dark and quiet,
His soul heavy and burdened.
Left by His closest friends in their slumber,
Alone to confront His enemies,
Knowing the torment and agony to come.
Carry on.
The road was dusty and crowded,
The cross heavy and burdensome.
Once His followers, now His taunters,
Their jeers ringing in His ears,
All the way to the skull.
Carry on.
The journey was long and ardous,
The land, distant and foreign,
A people, strange and alien.
For the sake of the message,
A message these had never heard.
Carry on.
The list is long, seemingly endless,
The burdens many, needs countless,
I sit and wonder, "How will I get through this?"
I hear a ring and then a voice,
Of how a soul was moved,
How a heart brought near,
In a world of chaotic pressure.
Carry on.
sč
KL, July 1997
Sunday, July 13, 1997
Thursday, July 10, 1997
alone
Alone again.
I stop, watching people pass by,
Chasing dreams always beyond their reach.
Yet, I once wished I was one of them,
For in that lies the acceptance of man.
I know I am called out of darkness,
But a single light is a lonely one,
And so here I am ... alone.
Tempted to give up,
I remember the cry from One dying,
"Why have you abandoned me?"
Once loved by many, now betrayed by the same.
A kiss, denied, they all deserted him,
And now, even His Father turns away.
For every sorrow and pain, every cry and fear,
There is One who fully knows.
Every feeling I have or will,
He went through on the tree.
No longer alone against the wind,
He is here too.
sč
KL, 1997
I stop, watching people pass by,
Chasing dreams always beyond their reach.
Yet, I once wished I was one of them,
For in that lies the acceptance of man.
I know I am called out of darkness,
But a single light is a lonely one,
And so here I am ... alone.
Tempted to give up,
I remember the cry from One dying,
"Why have you abandoned me?"
Once loved by many, now betrayed by the same.
A kiss, denied, they all deserted him,
And now, even His Father turns away.
For every sorrow and pain, every cry and fear,
There is One who fully knows.
Every feeling I have or will,
He went through on the tree.
No longer alone against the wind,
He is here too.
sč
KL, 1997
Tuesday, July 8, 1997
heart
Stay away! Keep your distance,
Don't come near, I warn you.
Leave me alone ... alone to weep.
My heart is broken again.
The ones I trusted, the ones I loved,
How I wanted their acceptance.
Yet here I lie,
Alone in my sorrow and brokenness.
What? Do I hear You calling,
Surely not asking for ... ?
No, No ... I must not be used again,
Lied to and cast aside, betrayed.
"I understand, I know what it's like,
Used and forsaken,
With friends who run when clouds appear.
The ones who sang praises,
Now curse and mock My name."
"I know ... I've been there."
Can I trust You? Will You fail me?
Take it ... it matters no longer,
Too many pieces to be broken anymore.
Can it be? Is that ... ?
Whole and restored,
Redeemed, moulded like new.
How is it possible?
"Trust in Me,
Fear not, neither be anxious,
I am gentle with those who are broken."
The weeping ceases,
My soul yearns no longer for love,
No more searching for peace and acceptance.
My heart is safe, resting in His poured out Spirit.
sč
KL, 1997
Don't come near, I warn you.
Leave me alone ... alone to weep.
My heart is broken again.
The ones I trusted, the ones I loved,
How I wanted their acceptance.
Yet here I lie,
Alone in my sorrow and brokenness.
What? Do I hear You calling,
Surely not asking for ... ?
No, No ... I must not be used again,
Lied to and cast aside, betrayed.
"I understand, I know what it's like,
Used and forsaken,
With friends who run when clouds appear.
The ones who sang praises,
Now curse and mock My name."
"I know ... I've been there."
Can I trust You? Will You fail me?
Take it ... it matters no longer,
Too many pieces to be broken anymore.
Can it be? Is that ... ?
Whole and restored,
Redeemed, moulded like new.
How is it possible?
"Trust in Me,
Fear not, neither be anxious,
I am gentle with those who are broken."
The weeping ceases,
My soul yearns no longer for love,
No more searching for peace and acceptance.
My heart is safe, resting in His poured out Spirit.
sč
KL, 1997
Monday, July 7, 1997
ever wondered?
Ever wondered about the stars?
A thousand billion in the sky,
No collision, each one a special course.
Ever wondered about the earth?
93 million miles from the sun,
Far enough not to burn,
Close enough not to freeze.
Ever wondered about the atmosphere?
Millions of speeding meteors kept out,
A covering shield constantly in place.
Ever wondered about the human heart?
70, even 80 years without fail,
It still gets enough rest between beats.
Ever wondered about the kidney?
Cleaning poison from the blood,
Yet does not mistake one for the other.
Ever wondered about the human tongue?
Flexing to form sounds and words,
Words our thoughts and minds can comprehend.
Ever wondered about the womb?
Taking the love of two,
Splitting a seed until a baby is ready,
Formed and strong enough to sustain life.
Ever wondered?
sč
KL, 1997
A thousand billion in the sky,
No collision, each one a special course.
Ever wondered about the earth?
93 million miles from the sun,
Far enough not to burn,
Close enough not to freeze.
Ever wondered about the atmosphere?
Millions of speeding meteors kept out,
A covering shield constantly in place.
Ever wondered about the human heart?
70, even 80 years without fail,
It still gets enough rest between beats.
Ever wondered about the kidney?
Cleaning poison from the blood,
Yet does not mistake one for the other.
Ever wondered about the human tongue?
Flexing to form sounds and words,
Words our thoughts and minds can comprehend.
Ever wondered about the womb?
Taking the love of two,
Splitting a seed until a baby is ready,
Formed and strong enough to sustain life.
Ever wondered?
sč
KL, 1997
Thursday, June 26, 1997
home
I shed a tear,
A loved one gone from us.
But she knew the truth,
Dancing now with her Saviour.
Death, sickness, fear,
Terrors to the heart.
One step of dread from life into a lightless unknown,
Of leaving behind all that is familiar.
Death, sickness, fear,
Pretenders to the heart.
For there is only One who knows what is beyond,
Who has been through the veil and back,
To lead us on our own journey.
And even through the tears, I know
One day I too must pass through the door.
Where I will meet all those gone before,
And find Him who went all the way.
Where I will shed my final tears,
Not of sorrow but of joy,
For that will be my home.
In Memory
sč
KL, June 26th, 1997

A loved one gone from us.
But she knew the truth,
Dancing now with her Saviour.
Death, sickness, fear,
Terrors to the heart.
One step of dread from life into a lightless unknown,
Of leaving behind all that is familiar.
Death, sickness, fear,
Pretenders to the heart.
For there is only One who knows what is beyond,
Who has been through the veil and back,
To lead us on our own journey.
And even through the tears, I know
One day I too must pass through the door.
Where I will meet all those gone before,
And find Him who went all the way.
Where I will shed my final tears,
Not of sorrow but of joy,
For that will be my home.
In Memory
sč
KL, June 26th, 1997
Thursday, June 5, 1997
angels
Where is this place?
What I am doing down here?
Lying in a pit of failure,
Was I not so able?
Looking through the fog,
Finding a face that cares,
Hearing the comfort in your voice,
And arms that hold and carry.
When the dawn seems futile,
Stuck from down on the floor.
Love comes to carry us,
To lift our eyes to Hope,
Angels called friends.
sč
KL, 1997
What I am doing down here?
Lying in a pit of failure,
Was I not so able?
Looking through the fog,
Finding a face that cares,
Hearing the comfort in your voice,
And arms that hold and carry.
When the dawn seems futile,
Stuck from down on the floor.
Love comes to carry us,
To lift our eyes to Hope,
Angels called friends.
sč
KL, 1997
Saturday, May 24, 1997
what do you do?
What do you do when ...
You look up to the night sky,
Countless stars across the canvas of space,
Shaped and formed by an unseen hand.
What do you do when ...
You gaze into a baby's eyes,
So perfectly formed and made,
A wondrous miracle in birth.
What do you do when ...
You read of a prophet alone on a mountain,
Through the storm, fire and quake,
A small, quiet voice beckons.
What do you do when ...
You see a child happily at play,
And recall his bedridden, lifeless form,
Trapped in a ward until the Master's touch.
What do you do when ...
You remember past tears, pain and disappointment,
How He lifted you from it all,
Now able to see His hand and plan.
What do you do?
I fall down in awe, plead His grace and mercy,
Questions cease and doubts fade,
Trust begins, hope is renewed,
For I am but clay before Almighty God.
sč
KL, 1997
Tuesday, April 22, 1997
what do you do?
What do you do when ...
You set out to give,
Only to find that those you serve,
See through such different eyes.
What do you do when ...
You are pulled in so many directions,
Each demanding your time and attention,
Pulling and stretching until you break.
What do you do when ...
You need to rest and lay aside their demands,
But still many look to you for leading.
"I didn't ask for this!"
What do you do when ...
You stop to pray but no words come,
For numerous requests and needs,
And the thought occurs,"What's the point?"
What do you do when ...
You search the pages for help,
A word for strength, light revealed as a bulb,
Yet find only words that bounce off the walls of your heart.
What do you do?
sč
KL, 1997
You set out to give,
Only to find that those you serve,
See through such different eyes.
What do you do when ...
You are pulled in so many directions,
Each demanding your time and attention,
Pulling and stretching until you break.
What do you do when ...
You need to rest and lay aside their demands,
But still many look to you for leading.
"I didn't ask for this!"
What do you do when ...
You stop to pray but no words come,
For numerous requests and needs,
And the thought occurs,"What's the point?"
What do you do when ...
You search the pages for help,
A word for strength, light revealed as a bulb,
Yet find only words that bounce off the walls of your heart.
What do you do?
sč
KL, 1997
Sunday, March 16, 1997
keeper of my heart
a song
Lord, You know me inside,
There is nothing I can hide.
Search me deep within,
May I be Your delight.
For You are my Creator,
The Author of my life,
And You'll always be a friend,
A friend until the end.
Keeper of my heart,
Here I lay my all.
Saturate my soul,
Come and make me whole.
Keeper of my heart,
I hunger for more of You.
Fill me now,
As I run to You,
The keeper of my heart.
Now I offer my heart,
I want to make a brand new start.
Take this life of mine,
And pour in me new fire.
For You are my Jehovah,
The Beginning and the End,
My Father, My Refiner,
Your will is my desire.
js
KL, March 16th, 1997
Lord, You know me inside,
There is nothing I can hide.
Search me deep within,
May I be Your delight.
For You are my Creator,
The Author of my life,
And You'll always be a friend,
A friend until the end.
Keeper of my heart,
Here I lay my all.
Saturate my soul,
Come and make me whole.
Keeper of my heart,
I hunger for more of You.
Fill me now,
As I run to You,
The keeper of my heart.
Now I offer my heart,
I want to make a brand new start.
Take this life of mine,
And pour in me new fire.
For You are my Jehovah,
The Beginning and the End,
My Father, My Refiner,
Your will is my desire.
js
KL, March 16th, 1997
Saturday, February 15, 1997
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