Where angels catch fire

Lord Jesus set me all aflame,

I would by thee, emblazoned be,

a small flame shining forth your light

into this present threatening night.

Unshod I stand on holy ground 

and gaze upon your shining face,

your purifying quickening love

consuming my proud selfishness.

Heavenly wind breath into me

your life renewing love

and send me out, fresh made 

to feed your hungry world with bread.

Sunset over Lee Bay

I am the God of sunsets, the God of the moment.
I am the God of the horizon, where sky meets sea.
I am the horizon where love meets truth.
I am the God who paints the sunset
in ever changing hues of blue and cloud, layer upon layer of rose tinted pastel hues.
I am the God of a million shades of green darkening into night.
I am the God who meets you in this moment of perfect peace

Lazarus

I am the resurrection and the life. John 11:25

I did not hear the rumbling stone,
As it was slowly rolled away
I was not disgusted by the smell of rotting flesh disolving back to clay.

I did not see the tears stream down
His grief contorted face
Nor feel the deep distress of Martha.
Angry Mary's broken faith, passed me by, untouched.

But then the death awakening cry
Rattled round the cold tombs wall
The hand that moulded Adam out of clay
Gently awakened me back to life again

Still bound  like swaddled babe
I strugled forth  to dazzling day
Into the strong but tender arms
Of the man who is my resurrection

Post script

But jade green jealousy aroused
Demands again my life and His
So He must die to rise again triumphant
to greet me, once again, with open arms
Into the Father's everlasting bliss.