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Psalm 27:14 Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD. (NIV) I’m panicking inside; grasping, grabbing Yearning, striving; pushing for something I know You’d rather I recline And bend into Your will But Papa, how do I resign When life just won’t stand still? Too many things to do at once; My nerves already taut I know You’d rather have me dance And trust You as I ought... But I’ve forgotten how to bow Wrapped in the trap of here and now And I’ve forgotten how to fall: Surrender to Your grace my all Oh Father, grant the blessed gift: To hands unclench and arms uplift Give me again knees that can bend; A heart that’s soft enough to tend Carry me, Daddy, far away To Your near bosom; let me stay Ensconced from cares; a serene realm Enraptured by You: overwhelmed Awed by Your majesty and power I’m broken, yet lifted higher Assured: it’s okay to be weak I’m strongest when reverently meek Your hand resting firmly on mine, I’m gently brought back to my time The pressures...

Here we are: involved in not being involved Trying to keep the lines neat and straight; To grow in friendship as romance evolves And we become each other’s soulmate. Here we are: taking the less-travelled road Courting Agape, resisting Eros Allowing commitment to unfold Guarding our hearts like a fragile rose. Some days, I struggle to tame the passion Thoughts of him ignite in me And I do hardly anything but imagine How beautiful our union will someday be. Some days, I think of the roles we’ll play: Spouse, co-parent, companion, partner And in my daydreams, we’re always having a good day: Comfy, content; lots of kisses and laughter. Then there are days my mind is saddled with doubt And I ponder: Lord, is he really the one? What if one day, I find out I’m formed from the rib of a different man? There are days when the most negligible things Seem like mountains in my eyes: Are these warning signs? Am I ignoring Your verdict written in black and white? Round and round the voices fly Taunt...

Butterflies. The birds and the bees: Whose creation are all these? Feelings that convert into 2-hour talks, Moonlight for romantic walks, Diamonds for engagement rings: Whose Hand supplies all these things? Think back to the original boy-meets-girl: Who planted Eve in Adam’s world? Encounter begets attraction; Blazing into an inferno of passion... A unity of purity- a holy song- It’s been His doing all along. God made love- it’s His design That two souls; two lives intertwine. When man finds in woman treasure, Their joy can’t surpass God’s pleasure. It’s He, not Venus or Cupid that Oversees the fusion of human hearts. He’s behind it all; there’s many a hint Just observe our anatomy’s blueprint: Lips needn’t be this soft to chew or grind He musta made them with kissing in Mind. Husband and wife unite- a perfect fit That’s not by accident, is it? Instinct. Desire. Heartbeat. Hormones The Creator built passion into our bones. If love is God’s idea in the first place Then it’s about time w...

If love bears all things: day in, day out Then You’ve proven beyond a doubt Love is who You are to me Love- patient, steady, free. Love; making rainbows from a murky hue Turning dull grays into bright blue Only to You is my life see-through And still- amazingly, I’m loved by You. My Lord, My Rock- unchanging, still. God of the love which knows no ‘until’ A ray of light sweeping clean my soul Restoring the halves into a whole. Faithful- while I’ve walked away Chasing, wooing day by day. Love- still- in spite of the pain Of being made to bleed all over again; Still, You stand at my door and knock Persistent- calling: ‘Come, let’s walk’. Watching through tears, night and day Watching the one who looked away; Looking; Your gaze not wavering once Unwilling to miss a single chance. So, love me- still- this frame of dust Remould me- break me if You must. While You shape me to fit Your will Hold me close; Daddy, keep me still. And while You work, play me Your tune Remind me- I forget too soon ...

I’d hoped to wake up in Your arms In our love’s tender, sweet embrace; But I’ll take this day as it comes, Use each moment to seek Your face. This is no time to doubt Your Word. I won’t question Your silence now. I’ll trust what You’ve already said; Knowing that You can’t break Your vow. I’ve stopped wondering where You are. Still miss Your presence by my side; But I’ll rest in this: You’re not far- Our hearts are just too closely tied. You’re silent, but the tension speaks; Inside, I sense what You don’t say And though it hurts, this hide-and-seek Is harder on You anyway: You mask Yourself in sunlight to caress my cheek You hide behind a soothing breeze just to ruffle my hair You disguise Yourself in moonlight and watch me sleep But whatever form You take, I know You’re always there. So, hide Your face; but I won’t leave I’ll still call on You night and day I’ve quit covering up with fig leaves I’m stripped before You; unashamed. Come let’s reason- You said it first And You’re the One...

Dear God, teach me to number my days I know not when I’ll go. Let me live out all my todays Like time ends tomorrow. Prod me when I procrastinate; I’m not here for all time. Let me not leave until too late The works assigned as mine.   Teach me to love the way You do Put healing in my smile. Remind me when misunderstood It’s only for a while. Let me not hold too tight a grudge; There’s more to reach out for- And when I think I give too much, Help me sacrifice more. And those I love, please let them see My life is just a loan; So they won’t feel quite so bereaved When You call me back home. When they miss me, Lord, give them You: Replace with hope their grief. Where they hurt, let Your Spirit soothe And restore their belief: That even now, You’re in control; And give them faith to see In You, I’ll always be a soul Though on earth a memory. Above all, Lord, prepare a place For me right where You are; So that when I leave Earth’s surface, We’ll never be apart. Let me not be afraid of ...

Don’t push me down yet another hill And watch me free-fall against my will. Don’t sneak in when my guard is low And take me where I shouldn’t go. Leave my thoughts alone I won’t go down this road. You’re not my friend- Don’t dare pretend. Don’t tempt me with these fantasies Afflict me not, you foul disease. But as your whisper tingles my ears The promise of pleasure allays my fears. So I unravel a bit- an inch; no further. If it stays in my mind, it’s hardly murder. And as visions and sensations wash over me I lose restraint in the reverie. The longing is born and starts to grow; But I’ve not actually done; so I’m sure I’m in control. Desire flares hot all over me, My defences shot down by your army; But by now, I’m your slave- more than willing to serve Your flame burns in every sinew and nerve. I’m totally consumed; and you lead- but where? These currents are stronger than I can bear. So I’m frantic- no desperate for an outlet. If two consent, what can it hurt? So the passions are sh...

Step. Step. Step. Step. Her last two coins; she drops them in. Step. Step. Step. Imagine the war raging within. He watched her every shuffling step; He understood her action’s depth. So little; so generous- a paradox; Her entire livelihood in that box. She hadn’t sought to make impact; And yet her two mites touched his heart. Widow. Poor. She wasn’t impressed. It wasn’t much; but it was her best. Small gesture. Four verses. High standard set. Did she even know what it all meant? She never sensed Him watching her. His praise did never reach her ear. I don’t think you quite understand; That was her future in her hands. Her savings; pension; her next meal; She gave to Him- of her free will. So now, I ask you: what’s your mite? What’s it you’re holding oh, so tight? Open your heart, unclench your fist; How else can you receive His gift? Does He deserve less than your best? Why clutch His offering to your chest? This God; the One you say you trust Would you give all up if He asked? You have...

I’m thinking of the times when ignorance was bliss; When it was actually cute to be clueless; When I could play; run wild and free Cuz the outcome of my life didn’t depend on me. I’m thinking back to days when life was simpler; My decisions were made by my dad and mother And of course, the responsibility for these choices was theirs; It wasn’t my job to pray and hope for the best. Back when time would pass; not run out or fly, Emotions weren’t complicated: Happy? Laugh. Sad? Cry. Bad wasn’t good; and good wasn’t relative. Thinking 10 steps ahead was not at all imperative. Time has long passed since the future was an adventure; Not a pendulum swinging between success and failure. Having passed the age I could be whatever I chose, I walk away from my dreams; head for what pays the most. Lord, if I take the wrong turn, won’t You point me back? If I choose the wrong path, won’t You correct my track? Feels like I’m choosing from behind a blindfold; And I don’t want to regret life when I’m o...

I’m staring for the umpteenth time To make sure everything’s in place. But every mirror tells a lie If insides don’t match the surface. I’m so concerned about my hair And if my shoes will match my belt. My heart receives so little care; My soul’s neglect is hardly felt. So whose standards do I live by? Why so obsessed with how I look? If God says beauty lives inside, My actions conform to which book? As shiny as my lipgloss is, It dazzles not my vicious tongue; And though my nail polish is fierce, My hands ar’nt too cute to do wrong. I take my time to look my best But spend so little on my core, You couldn’t tell – the way I’m dressed The inner me is an eye-sore. What good is it if I’m a hit Until they get to know me well? When they peel back the cool outfit, What can they say about this girl? The selfishness, the meanness; The gossiping, the pride. I bet no one could ever guess How much rot these clothes hide. Come into this heart, Jesus. Move in permanently. Your Word the comb and sc...

When I suggested that we split Didn’t think you’d be hit so hard. I’d thought it would sting quite a bit; Didn’t foresee this broken heart. I had no clue you’d hurt like this, Didn’t seem such a big deal then. I didn’t know each hug and kiss Would sink us deeper in quicksand. I meant it; saying ‘I love you’; Back then, it really felt like that But now the fairytale is through, How to sign out of this contract? They didn’t tell me on TV That romance can be messy stuff; That real break-ups don’t actually Happen without a stain or scuff. Saying this now is redundant, You must resent this weak attempt. Starting this out so ignorant, One of us was bound to get hurt. Wish it was me who got caught out; I hate to cause you so much pain. I didn’t mean to bring this drought Really, what do I stand to gain? Couldn’t go on, try as I did. I couldn’t hang on anymore. Hate to walk away while you bleed; I just can’t leave an open door. I apologise for the promises I made with words and with my eyes. R...

(For UGBS Class ’10) Into a world darkened by compromise, You are sent as a light to yearning eyes. The Godly, the good, the pure and true Are the flame that raise the champion in you.           Don't dip the torch; raise it high.           Light the way for passersby;           That those you meet or come to know           Cannot forget your golden glow. Raise the standard; set the world right Carry your candle into the night. Stick with the unchanging, gospel truth Though liars get ahead of you. May obstacles often build a wall That leave you wiser; and standing tall. May hardship leave you sensitive and kind But strengthen your resolve and build your mind.           Carry your candle; preserve the flame.           Let hearts be touched, who know your name. For the light you shine can never go waste. How cou...

How come everyone’s swaying And I’m still? Why is it their voices are praying But I can’t sense Your will? What’s wrong with me? Is there something wrong indeed? I used to sway and shout my throat sore; But now, my heart longs for much more. How come I’m so drained and empty While Your Spirit moves- ostensibly? Am I missing it? Am I stuck on wit? Is my Spirit dead; And religion filling my head? What’s wrong with me, Lord? I feel so lost. Show me the way, Lord; Let me feel Your pulse. In a room full of people, I’m the only one Who seems to sense Your being shunned. What if this is all in my head? Why am I the only one perturbed? There’s Your ‘Man of God’ Taking up Your stage; Who am I to question his message Of ease and imminent breakthroughs; Based on my small reading of Your truth? There’re Christians here; I’m not the best- So why’s my soul troubled the worst? I’m far from worthy to perceive In a room full of souls who truly believe. Why me; why now; why this; why here? If I’m so rig...

How can you go your merry way Knowing you’ve caused me so much pain? How can you see and smile at me After you stab my back so deep? Wicked. It’s so hard to believe. Wicked. How do I forgive? Jesus, they hurt me; it burns hot: My heart now anger’s boiling pot. I try to pray and let it go Then I remember; and it shows. Jesus, I cannot stay like this I can’t let it just steal my peace I need You, Jesus; help me please To pardon, and even to love these. I have You in my heart, but they Don’t; that’s why they act this way. Wicked. Jesus, give me grace. Wicked. Help me seek Your face. Wicked. You said they’d treat me wrong. Restored. I surrender; life goes on.

I hope, I dream, I pray, I scream Father, please help me to believe. I wonder what my future holds My faith is faltering, truth be told. I tell myself You’re in control; But then this stir troubles my soul I imagine, then make myself focus Is Your plan, Lord, for ‘me’ to become ‘us’? Is this Your good and perfect will; Or am I wanting my way still? I wonder, Lord, I wonder. “Trust in Me”, Your still voice says But my heart wants a promise first. What’s wrong with me? I want to believe! Take You at Your Word; that I must. Not fear, but live in simple trust. That settles it! Your love is sure; I refuse to live guessing anymore.