By steadfast love and faithfulness Iniquity is atoned for

and by the fear of the LORD one turns away from evil

Proverbs 16:6

Those inmost thoughts
those that I give
and those that I fear to give
Lord you know,

Those that I am ashamed of
guilty of,
afraid to be ridiculed of
Lord you know them!

Yet I hide them,
Hide them from the world,
from those you have brought into my life
for accountability!
and in all these I think,
i’m hiding them from You!

Yet in your sight I am transparent,
naked, nothing to hide me!
no fig leaves, no animal skin!
nothing to hide my heart from You!
and I am guilty! ashamed! Aloof!
Failing to run to the gospel!

Lord where shall I hide?
to whom shall I run to?
You have the words of life
You can restore my soul!


Death is Gain, How Profound!

At the cross; yes,that rugged cross
a place of shame
that brought me gain
how could I not, Oh pity me,
Look upon it and find peace

At the cross; yes,that rugged cross
hang a man, who is God!
His hands outstretched, bleeding. Dead!
as if to say, “This is for you”
Yes, it is; for you and In your place

At the cross; yes,that rugged cross
they spit, they sneer, they mock
they curse; yet how so near
to one whose blood is so pure
as He cries; Father forgive them…”

At the cross; yes,that rugged cross
Life is lost, yet is found!
Death is gain, Oh how profound!

O Living Flame Of Love

Found this poem while on the inter webs. Loved it and thought I could share with you too. The poem is by Saint John of the Cross.

O living flame of love
that tenderly wounds my soul
in its deepest center! Since
now you are not oppressive,
now consummate! if it be your will:
tear through the veil of this sweet encounter!

O sweet cautery,
O delightful wound!
O gentle hand! O delicate touch
that tastes of eternal life
and pays every debt!
In killing you changed death to life.

O lamps of fire!
in whose splendors
the deep caverns of feeling,
once obscure and blind,
now give forth, so rarely, so exquisitely,
both warmth and light to their Beloved.

How gently and lovingly
you wake in my heart,
where in secret you dwell alone;
and in your sweet breathing,
filled with good and glory,
how tenderly you swell my heart with love.

My heart is indeed swollen with love.

Still, You

It’s just like me to be defensive

even though I know your heart is for me

or is it?


I am messed up… No lie

I am insecure and broken

you see me, you know me.

Still, you break me


more and more I could no longer feel

the beat in my heart. Screeching,

It beats to no melody

Still, you crush me


every single piece of me

All pieces falling to the ground

laid bare and helpless before you, and,

Still, you purge..


I cringe, I twist and turn

but you hold me gently, wisely, strongly

I scream, I let out a shout of discontentment.

Still, you crush me.


Your dagger pierces through my in-depths

I beg you to stop, I cry out of my own frustration

My defenses all let up!

Still, you press on.


Deeper and deeper

I’m sure there is no more.

Still, you crush, break, purge…

and I am no more.


You only.





Hey there,

I know that it’s been too long and I am truly sorry for the silence. But fret not I have been writing. Posts will come soon.

For now I’d like you to check out a conference that’s coming up in May. Click here to view more details, i.e registration, schedule and resources available.

Hope to see you there.