Who will go Lord? If not me...

I want My Word spread to the world.
who will go Lord? If not me...
I want the ends of the Earth know I am Lord
who will go Lord? If not me...
I want all creatures bow before me
who will go Lord? If not me...
All Nations should know whom to behold
who will go Lord? If not me...
I want My healing spread through all the land
who will go Lord? If not me...
My healing balm all Nations should know
who will go Lord? If not me...
To tell them of the stories untold
who will go Lord? If not me...
Of my love through my Son unfold
who will go Lord? If not me...
His death on the cross is proof of love
who will go Lord? If not me...
To share his salvation which is free for all
who will go Lord? If not me...
Strengthen me Lord and send me forth
purified and whole

Papa and Goa

I'm reminded of a time when we were young
and how we travelled to the golden sands.
The night we left was filled with rain,
it was as if the heavens could not explain
the explosion, the lights and the sound from yonder.
We were huddled together in excitement and glee
so happy that we were off to see much warmer shores, than gloomy seas.
We set out by train at eleven in the night,
the train snaked and crawled all through the dark night.
We were trapped in compartments without a light
my cousins and I were snuggled so tight
and anticipated the morning light...
At nine next morning we alighted in three's
but a minor set back in our group,
we lost more than three.
Finally, we continued along,
hearts shining and free
the bus we travelled along,
passed mountains and trees.
We were tossed and we turned and continued to burn,
until at last we reached the sea.
Papa was the most exicted of all to see us there,
he stood ten feet tall.
The little house was filled with fries
and all were surrounded by goan spice.
Our days we spent in child-like glee
on golden sands, blue skies and seas.
Nights we spent round bonfires so high
singing, dancing and merry making through the nigh.
When at last it was time to part
my papa was the saddest of the lot.
He wanted us to celebrate with him,
as he became a child once again like us.
We burst a lot of fire cracker
and thus we said good bye to every other...
Papa was very sad to see us go,
it was the last time we saw him so.

Creations Call

Even creation is calling out to us
wanting us to be one as them.
The sun shining on all God's creation
the mountain and the hills radiating the beauty
of the Lord for all to see...
unlike mankind!!!
The birds that sing praises to God from dusk to dawn
so that all can hear
the clouds that pour out rain
equally on all of God's creation...
unlike mankind!!!
Instead of sharing and caring for our kin
we only fight, quarrel and kill.
Instead of radiating God's beauty in ourselves for others...
we murder, pollute and destroy!!!
Instead of singing God's praises
we only shower curses and abuses...
Do we need this? or Should we spread love and harmony?
Why dont you figure this out yourselves!!!

Source of Peace

In this great world so large and wide
its difficult to find peace of mind.
Some look for it in money, or even in friends.
They sink lower into pits of despair.
Some try in vain to protest and stop wars
in hope that peace would reign eveywhere.
People are harassed, helpless and torn,
they are unable to find peace to heal those who burn.
Yet, the believer with strength in his heart,
turns to his Maker - The Source of all peace
who gave us this promise -
"My peace I leave you; not as the world gives"...

My Corner Stone

You are my Corner Stone
I have no way to turn
and as I walk life's pathway
you lead me safe and firm
my Rock and Shield to whom I turn
you sheltered and kept me safe
in the palms of Your Mighty Hand
I'll rise up and hold my head high
cause you have set your servant up so high
you set my feet on the Rock to stay
making me a part of you my Corner Stone
today I am a living stone.

Wait on the Lord

I have so much to acomplish...
what shall I do?
wait on the Lord...
I have my plans, my dreams and vision...
what shall I do?
wait on the Lord...
people ask me for whom should I wait?
He does not live and its not worth the wait...
I am convinced and I am whole...
cause my Saviour has already proved -
that His glory is greater than the world!
and so... I'll wait... cause I'm not in a hurry!

The Mystery of the Cross

We look at this tree and wonder why everyone is attracted so...
We stand amazed at the foot of this tree and think...
of the three holes that caused anguish and pain...
why did one man suffer oft' time we ask?...
scourged and bled He died for us...
taking our burdens upon that tree...
our sins he nailed upon that tree...
the Cross no longer a mystery be...
for from our dross we are set free...

Ode to the Woman

Woman thou art a treasure upon this earth,
so blessed and richly divine...
a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother,
above all a friend and guide like no other...
no riches in this world can compare to thee,
for you silently bear the turmoils within thee...
like the diamond that is polished to reveal its worth,
life's strife brings out the best in thee and all you are worth...
so today is your day and make the most of being,
God's treasure upon this earth...
celebrate the joy of being a woman!