larry
From St Bernard's, Belfast
Anybody fancy sharing words that aren't put to music? Original works of prose/verses/haiku lol...
I've been finishing this today, with no desire to put it to music so quite happy to leave it as "spoken word".
Why not add in your own contributions :)
Incarnation.
What can make the invisible
Appear to the naked eye?
What can translate the eternal
To a chosen place and time?
Meat and bones like you and I.
What can do the impossible,
Give life where none should be?
Who became one with His people,
Breaking all boundaries?
We, like Him, are born to die.
The Word of God is manifest:
Life itself, now taking breaths.
Spirit and soul within human form,
The essence of God, contained in a womb.
Dust to dust and death to life.
Incarnation.
Love defined.
Saved by Grace
From unknown
A Reflection on Stained Glass.
Made by another,
Everything in order,
Depending on an outside and an inside.
Giving glory to its maker,
Showing beauty through its nature,
Letting something else shine through its being.
In-built scenes of wonder,
Revealed to the beholder,
Relying on the glass embracing light.
Darkness does not serve her,
Yet night does not destroy her,
Dawn returns and once more she is vibrant.
All that is required,
Is the sun that fills and fires
And passes through until she is enlightened.
You and I
And she and Him,
We have so much in common.
Larry, I have to say that I would love to hear your words put to music, especially the first one (even though you said you're content with as is:). Beautiful words. The thing I love about the avenue of music and song is that it assists us in remembering the words and opens more doors for those words to be distributed. If you ever put this to music please post it here!! Thanks for sharing.
I was walking up a hill this winter and heard a wee bird tweeting (in a non-internet way) really early in the afternoon...and wrote this quickly on my phone. 'Twas a "peak experience" up a mountain, with God:
"Resurrection"
Low in the afternoon,
The sparrow deceived by the sun:
Dusk being yet hours away,
To its close the year slowly drawing.
Our feathered friend must dream:
The hope of a long-promised dawn,
Shiv'ring in twilight's repose
And lo, with the first signs of morning
Kith and kin reawaken from slumber
To greet the daystar of their lives
And beyond all counting, the number
Who ascend, fresh-winged, through the sky
One for the run-up to Christmas:
"Advent"
Candles lit in sequence,
purple, pink and white,
mark the coming season,
herald shorter nights.
Time of preparation,
chance to re-align,
but who, in truth, is waiting?
You? or Jesus Christ?
a little overdue from the Christmas season but heregoes!..
The Tabernacle
That first night in Bethlehem,
No dwelling could be found.
Eventually a willing heart
Caved in and yielded ground.
A stable fit for animals,
A trough for storing feed,
The grain made way for manna,
And flesh, and Word, and deed.
No precious stone to rest on,
A bandage for his bed,
He, the one true healer,
A new and Living Bread.
The temple just a legend,
A monstrance; not conceived,
The only tabernacle
Was a place from which to eat.
They laid him in the manger,
Among the dust and hay:
Earth his royal footstool,
That night and to this day.
Laid bare upon a wooden frame,
For all the world to see:
In birth, in death appears the same,
From crib to Calvary.
Tonight in each new Bethlehem,
Will room be found in hearts?
To welcome in this Lord of Hosts,
Unworthy as we are.
He did not leave the heights above,
To stay within one space,
But rather live and move in us,
That we may see, and show, His face.
Look Inside Yourself
Look inside yourself, tell me what you see
Is it troubled waters or an opportunity?
For God to take control and to prove his might again,
Or is self pride the real root of your pain?
What is it really about; your ego or him?
Who is the real cause, that your light seems so dim?
What’s your main priority?
Is it God or personal glory?
Is He in your daily life or are you missing your role in his story?
At times life proves difficult and impossibility appears to be nigh,
Gone is the hour when you first believed so now you think all you can do is sigh,
But do not ever forget whose child you really are,
Don’t let anyone tell you that your problems stretch too far.
Praying is the art of worship so do it in troubled times,
Because God will always take you back and on the mountain of life you can continue to climb.
Ryan Lane 2009 www.ryanlanewriter.com
Losing Our Way
I’ve given my life to the One and am following his ways,
I’ve made a promise to serve him all of my days.
I’m convinced nothing can take me off of his track;
No commandment is so tough it’ll break my back.
No price is so big that I will not pay,
And every day I’ll read the Bible and pray.
Yet somewhere in between Heaven and Earth,
A selfish nature has made its birth.
Somehow I’ve found the line that I won’t cross;
I’ve discovered a ransom which saves an Earthly loss.
How did I ever let myself slip away?
At what stage did I lose sight of his perfect way?
How do I get back on the straight and narrow track?
Am I really willing to pay the slack?
Will my friends still be there if I re-claim my beliefs?
Or will knowingly carrying on in sin give me more relief?
I’ve made up my mind; there was no need for hesitation.
I’ll tell my friends with affirmation,
My relationship with God is worth far more,
Than their worldly ways which are relatively poor.
I don’t understand why I’m still taken back by He,
For I deserve to be burnt with justice’s heat.
But I guess that’s why he is God and I remain a blessed sinner,
And the distance between here and Heaven is getting thinner.
Ryan Lane 2010 www.ryanlanewriter.com
Undeserved Favour
I shall spend my life trying to comprehend,
That somewhere out there is a kind of love.
It’s mercy stretches so far there’s no end,
Surely it can only have come from God above.
So many times have I fallen short,
Yet you accept me every time and again.
To man this kind of love can only be taught,
Yet the merciful one could produce tears from all men.
It’s a type of favour that is so undeserved,
No Earthly treasure can quite compare.
Why is it that we often have our forgiveness reserved,
Yet we are forgiven each time we make God’s heart tear?
I am the king of sinners; I make His heart break so many times,
So why use me in His perfect story?
He could do it without me; it can’t be denied,
Nonetheless he wants to give me a share of His glory.
When I rest on my knees, guilty as charged, knowing there’s nothing I can do,
Regret overwhelms me due to the foolish paths I chose.
If I told you how much shame I felt, you still wouldn’t have a clue,
How much I wish I could have made the right choice when that decision arose.
But unjustly I am now free from the guilt within,
For a reason beyond understanding, my Father has bailed me out.
No payback is required; just the repentance of my sins,
Unfortunately I know I will call on his everlasting love, without a doubt.
I know He sent his Son who was without sin or shame,
To be the human race’s saviour.
Through dying on the cross all of our sins are claimed,
And wiped clean through the undeserved favour.
Ryan Lane 2010
www.ryanlanewriter.com
Our World
Our World is a confused place, no true identities and no certain face.
People so afraid of being politically wrong, they’ll sing lyrics on an untrue song.
So many religions, cults and groups, yet just the one truth.
Immorality astounds me, and lack of fulfillment surrounds me.
Searches for false reasoning never ends, sadly too few know how it feels to be cleansed.
Materialism never results in joy, so often our faith is destroyed.
Our World gets richer by the day, and happiness is in continual decay.
So it may seem impossible to find good in human kind; as if God has left us behind.
Sometimes it feels like trying to find a pin in a stack of hay, like distinguishing electric in an acoustic dismay.
But Christians are the light burning brightly, showing God’s love holds us tightly.
Are your actions matching your desires; if self consciousness dampening your own fire?
Is it time that you put aside your fear, and brought light into the darkness right now right here?
Ryan Lane 2011 www.ryanlanewriter.com
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