Wednesday, November 18, 2015

A Friendly Reminder

The Book of Revelation can often be perceived as the most confusing book in the bible. It is and has been a source of division within Christian ranks and many "isms" have developed due to conflicting views. Postmillennialism, Premillennialism, Amillennialism, Pretribulationalism, Posttribulationalism. Most of these would score pretty well on a Scrabble board, but don't detract from the truth about Christ's return. Whether the saints have been raptured first or have to live through the great tribulation remains contentious, but Paul was definitely talking in the first person when he said in 1 Thessalonians 4:17 

"Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air ..."

Paul was talking as if he expected it might happen in his own day. It may yet happen in our own. 


A day soon approaches. Let those with ears hear
We know not the day nor the hour nor year
Seated on a white horse, clothed in power and might
When He comes, it will be like a thief in the night

From the ends of the Earth all the mighty convene
The kings and their generals and mighty machines
Countless warships in ocean and jets in the air
Who can stand in the way of such strength and despair?

Aligning themselves with the lord of the dark
People worship his beast and they carry his mark
With blindness and hatred, they spurn all restraint
Their steel dripping red with the blood of God’s saints

Despite Fathers’ plea through His witnesses sent
They endure His full wrath and still fail to repent
He burns the great city and though they all mourn
With their fists raised on high, still they holler their scorn

The trumpets have blown. Heavens gates open wide
Through walks a horse with one sitting astride
His robe dipped in blood and His eyes so ablaze
For Him all creation was born to give praise

Many crowns on His head, He comes forth to wage war
Heavens armies behind Him, the angels all roar
The King of all Kings and The Lord of all Lords
His Word that gave life, now a double edged sword

All the mighty of men and the beast gather nigh
With their weapons of war, STILL they seek to defy
Spurned by the beast and that dragon the traitor
In vain they join battle against their Creator

The beast and his prophet, the liar of liars
Are captured and thrown into Hell’s greatest fire
And Satan, that dragon, though locked up for a time
Will join his companions to pay for his crimes

And what of mankind who wage war in their pride?
Jesus opens His mouth and the lot of ‘em die
All those who stood tall, from the greatest to least
Will be fodder for birds at the greatest of feasts

Will it be in our time? Only God knows the day
So join Him and know Him and love Him and pray
The truth is He loves you, so don’t be unnerved
But His justice is coming and it WILL be served!

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Pills and Potions

In a fallen world, stained with sin, sickness and disease
We soldier on towards the goal, often ill at ease
When we’re great we oft display an air of nonchalance
But when we’re sick we cry to God and wait for His response

While we wait impatiently, we go and see the doc
We sit in patient waiting rooms, our eyes fixed on the clock
When finally in, he coolly speaks and says “Go get undressed.
So I can place this freezing lump of metal on your chest.”

When all is said and done, we go, some paper in our hands
For something that’s supposed to heal our heads and fix our glands
With heads bowed low and elbows tucked, we break into a run
Towards that modern marvel of the world - there’s something there for everyone

If your blood begins to clot
Ticlopidine can hit the spot
If you have high cholesterol
Why not try Colestipol

When your sinuses are stuck
Some Ephedrine may clear the muck
Benign Prostate Hyperplasia?
Finasteride can help that caper

When it comes to Hypertension
Hydralazine is worth a mention
Hydroxyzine can help your Hives
Caffeine helps us stay alive

If your scalp begins to snow
Coal Tar may help stem the flow
If your bald spot fails to thrill
Go get some Minoxidil

Up all evening counting sheep?
Melatonin helps you sleep
When wiping pains your Haemorrhoids
You need Adrenocorticoids

If you go to certain areas
You may wind up in hysteria
The climate’s warm, the mozzies swarm
Injecting their malaria
Take Proguanil and Chloroquine
Primaquene and Quinidine
Then Hydroxychloroquine
Your features mightn’t seem as green

For sore knees NSAID’s
SSRI’s for OCD’s
If you have Suckle Cell Disease
Hydroxyurea if you please

Vertigo needs Meclizine
Parasites - Pentamidine
Nausea - Scopolomine
Muscle Cramp - Tizanidine

Barbiturates, Salicylates
Nitrates and Meprobamate
Venlafaxine, Azelastine
And all the antihistamines

Antivirals for your flu
Laxatives to help you poo
If runny when you defecate
Bismuth Subsalicylate

If you have itchy, flaky skin
Or Ringworm growing on your chin
There’s 7000 types of cream
There’s just enough to make you scream!

With heat packs stacked on aching backs, we press towards the goal
We wonder whether prayers are heard but know God’s in control
The King of Kings will grant us wings one day when we’re set free
But as for now Lord, thank you for our local Pharmacy!

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

What was it like, Father?

What was it like when you realized?
When you knew there was no other way?
Did you sit Him down and look into His eyes?
Did He flinch at the price He would pay?

Did a hesitant note manifest in His tone
When He said “OK Dad – I’ll go”?
Was there no hesitation at leaving His throne?
Did you know that He wouldn’t say no?

What was it like when you bid Him goodbye
To descend to the world as a man?
Did He depart with a tear in His eye
Or was He eager to see out the plan?

Did He know that His love would come under attack
From those He was trying to save?
Did He know that the flesh would be stripped from His back?
That His grief would come wave after wave?

What was it like when the moment arrived?
When our sin tore your eyes from His face?
Did you look away with a tear in your eye
When He carried our marks of disgrace?

He knew that the blood from the thorns on His brow
Was the only way we could be freed
Could He see through the pain? Was He looking to now?
Was it then He was looking at me?

What was it like when He let out that cry?
Was the silence in Heaven profound?
Did the wind hesitate? Did the earth give a sigh?
As you thundered and shook the ground?

Did the heavenly legions show poise and control
As the soldier thrust into His side?
Did they yearn to ride out and exact their own toll
And avenge Heaven’s King as He died?

What was it like when He silenced the cries?
When the stone was rolled back from the cave?
With your plan of perfection no longer disguised
Jesus holding the key to the grave?

Was the shouting in Heaven like nothing before?
Did the Universe shake from the din?
Did the devil turn tail when he heard them all roar?
When he lost his firm grip on our sin?

What was it like when He rose through the sky?
Was the reception committee well planned?
Was there ever a word to describe such a high
As He took His seat at your right hand?

I just can’t imagine such love overflow
When you took Him back into your arms
That same force of love that caused Him to go
To fetch me back home, safe from harm

Wednesday, June 19, 2013


Ladies and gentlemen – may I present
My newest friend – He’s such a gent
He knows you all to some extent
But wants much more, with your consent

When Jesus rose to Heaven's sky
And seven weeks went passing by
Our Father, with a gleaming eye
Sent down this awesome other guy

With a mighty rushing wind he came
To take the place of grief and shame
To show us how to best proclaim
The mighty roar of Jesus name

He’s looking for some folks to tell
The deepest things He knows so well
He’s looking for a place to dwell
You and He will really gel

If you let Him in – Yes, right inside
He’ll pay His rent and He’ll provide
The service of a lifelong guide
He’ll take you on the wildest ride

He’ll pay His rent in Godly style
Revealing things that make you smile
He’ll walk you through your greatest trial
And accord you Heaven’s rank and file

And that’s not all that He can bring
Presents too – He’ll give you things
The greatest gifts to give us wings
For the glory of our Christ – The King!!!

If you truly want to know you’re free
Repent for Christ, The Tenant’s key
Ask Him in and then you’ll see
He has to come – It’s God’s decree!

Choose not to be an ‘also ran’
This friend of mine’s your greatest fan
The cheat sheet for our life exam
He’s God in us – The Great I Am

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Truth Be Told

In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God
And when the Word spoke, it was a good time to nod
When a sound left His lips, all things paused to hear
Then exclaim with delight as a new thing appeared

The Father and Son worked together in splendor
The Spirit was moving – they had an agenda
 A love infused thought followed by a decree
 No buttons to press, just the words “Let there be………”

The Heavens were born with a thought then a sound
They were put in their place and by laws they were bound
More words that escaped brought the universe forth
He spoke some things South and sent others up North

He thought of a sun and an orbiting rock
From the heart of His hearts He imagined a flock
With a light in His eyes and His mouth for the tool
He furnished a world and He told us to rule

When His word comes to light, the outcome is sure
The Almighty declares it - there is no detour
Though Heaven and Earth may fall to decay
His word is eternal and won’t pass away

When we’d messed it all up and to start us afresh
He sent us His Son and The Word was made flesh
He spoke and He told us, He talked and He said
If you pick up the bible, it’s written in red

The Word told us how to escape from Fort Knox
Of our journey to Heaven and our stumbling blocks
Of a love that assures that we don’t walk alone
Of a pardoning grace that is calling us home

He gave us the handbook, the decree of The Lord
If you live the wrong way then you’ll fall on your sword
He said not to let the devil persuade us
He used the same voice as He did when He made us

That wonder filled voice that tells stars how to burn
That power filled voice that makes galaxies turn
That wisdom filled voice that declares right from wrong
The voice of our God that sets angels to song

It’s a light to our path and a lamp to our feet
A word for all time and it’s still on the street
The kind of advice that no money can buy
Your ticket to freedom, no word of a lie

As concrete is poured, thus shall concrete then set
And the Lord doesn’t give us His word to forget
Or to twist or to shape or to suit the new age     
It’s the purest of truth and can never be changed

Back To The Front

As I watch through smoke filled eyes
And strive to peer through clouds of black
I scan the East and Western skies
And brace against the next attack

The few of us that still remain
Rally to defend our keep
Some wonder if it’s all in vain
For most, conviction’s running deep

We hammer dents out of our shields
We sharpen swords and check supplies
We turn to face the war-torn fields
Our enemy is on the rise

The flaming darts come driving through
Our shields we lift to stay the blows
We yell defiance, though we’re few
And stand up tall to fit our bows

Returning fire, we loose our flight
Our arrows punching fast and low
With words of God, they take our fight
And slam into our deadly foe

The ranks of black recoil in fear
They flee the power and its’ source
Though hatred drives them ever near
In vain they march to reinforce

The distance yields a cry for aid
A broken creature tries to run
We leave defence behind to raid
And lift our swords to save just one

We break our lines and dash towards
Paying no heed to Sirens’ song
Our flag reveals The Lord of Lords
We smash into the darkened throng

We find the one whose soul was lost
An empty husk, a wretched waif
She’s done with evil and its’ cost
She’s searching for a haven safe

We enfold her in a ring of steel
And cover up her naked plight
Our foes resist with fervent zeal
And strike to halt her desperate flight

We rush her back to safety’s keep
And teach her of her life, the lie
She knows now that she’s been asleep
She marvels with an opened eye

She marvels at the love around
The friends, the Church, the place called home
The forgiving grace that’s so profound
She marvels that she’s not alone

Arising from a cleansing stream
Her sin and guilt are washed and gone
Dressed in white, her eyes agleam
Her loving Saviour gazing on

She grabs a shield, picks up a spear
And wraps herself in Holy Word
Armed with His sword she holds no fear
Her steel resolve no longer blurred

She marches hard and leaves the Keep
Even though the war is won
She joins me in the trenches deep
The sounds of battle raging on

With vigour we defend our prize
Waiting for that day avowed
When angels’ armies fill the skies
And Jesus comes on Heavens' clouds