Break the glass

Sometimes life throws you tough situations, ones that when people look from the outside they can’t say the problem, it’s like looking through them two way mirrors, where you can see out but past the reflection the person imparts on the mirror they can’t see in. It is then even harder to show the scars from which you also hide behind the glass.

It is often when others reflection come into our hearts that we feel most like a failure. We forget all that we can be and only see what is the hard part.

Jesus, God, the Holy Spirit each, all and one looks at us with such love, grace and mercy that the glass kind of crumbles. You cascade magnificently into the world of shattered glass, the image is often portrayed with heartbroken melancholy, but you neglect to see that the light plays differently on shattered glass. It gleams brighter than ti ever was whole.

God, each, all and one, breaks us down to shine brighter, not with melancholy beauty but pure, open love.

No superhero here

I love You Lord

I worship You Lord, always

So thankful Lord - You saved my life

You saved my life today


Let me be a shining light for You

Let me be a joy to You always

Let me be a shining light for You

Let me be a joy to You always


No superman

I'm no hero

I'm just a man in Your eyes

But through Your son I've overcome

The father of all lies

- tree 63 Joy



I often think that sometimes people think I can work miracles, or can solve any problem or dramas. SOmetimes they think I don't tire and don't need sleep. I'm glad God can see my faults, it's what makes me human, yes I do need to sleep, and I do cry myself to sleep when it all becomes to much. I can try and catch as many people as I can put them in the recovery position, clean and bandage there wounds, but in the end it's down to them and God for time to heal.

I'm not super man, and I'm no hero... allthings I've been called this week. I can't work miracles, or solve problems...
I'm just human

One hundred years to live

What if you knew you had one hundred years to live. Look at the song "100 years" by Five For Fighting.
Day by day time goes by, I think we forget that. Wish that time passed quicker, or that moments last a life time. That extra five minutes you had in bed because you couldn't be bothered to get, ever wondered what you missed? What about the moment you walked passed someone you knew, or went home early.

I don't suppose it matters your age just remember to live life, it really isn't a specators sport...

"When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes bySuddenly you�re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on... I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are 15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too33 you�re on your way
Every day's a new day... 15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live - 100 Years by Five For Fighting"

I just want you to know who I am

You have to love the song Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls. It's lyrics are completely real. I rarely, for many reasons, listen to this song without wanting to cry, but it is one of my favourite songs.

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Strangley it does seem up some parts of my life. My relationship with God could be summarised in this song. The conversation of confused, scared and lonlieness. Uncertainty and harsh relality negate what happens. The thing is, with this being a conversation to God I feel it is a conversation for me personally to every friend and stranger I meet. I'm not sure wether we are all scared, or have problems, and I'm sure many many people are themselves. It's hard to understand... you wouldnt understand, but I still want you to know who I am.

Well I suppose there is no time like the present for mocking your own words.

A Storm

I'm rather odd... There is no two ways about it. I am or rather was standing in the glorious shower of God's rain as it poured rather nicely buckets of cool rain drops upon my person. It is the most delightful thing you can probably ever do, stand in the cool rain on a rather warm day.

God's amazing at calming the storm. Recently the the story of Jesus calming the storm stands out so strongly.

A Storm (Matthew 8:23-27 Contemprorary English Version)

(Mark 4.35-41; Luke 8.22-25)
After Jesus left in a boat with his disciples, a terrible storm suddenly struck the lake, and waves started splashing into their boat.
Jesus was sound asleep, so the disciples went over to him and woke him up. They said, "Lord, save us! We're going to drown!"
But Jesus replied, "Why are you so afraid? You surely don't have much faith." Then he got up and ordered the wind and the waves to calm down. And everything was calm.
The men in the boat were amazed and said, "Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him."

Life consists of many storms, I'm sure for some it appears more terential rain than heatwaves on occasion. That is life. I often feel I am drowning, that the water just keeps on rising.... theres never a plug to these sort of things thats you can pull out and it all disappears, although I have tried to find them on many occasions.

Now as I said I'm odd , I don't sit still very well. I quite like the drama, or at least to be doing something. Many can vouch for that. So when the calm comes it certainly feels strange...

I think though the problem with calm is you know it wont last. So I'm not praying to God for the calm, as he will provide that when he's ready. I'm praying for the rain, and the storm, as that way I know who I am and that he is in charge.

"Jesus bring the rain!"