Thursday, 9 February 2017



Off to add to the collection at for a couple of weeks, visiting believers on the Lord Jesus there.  If the Lord will.

Thankful for prayers for the visit;
Grace be with you all


Wednesday, 8 February 2017


Homelessness: Adam's condition,
Ousted from Eden, He took part in
From His moment of birth. A beast has its earth;
A bird its nest; even the sun its tent;
He had nowhere to lay His head.
He must pass by foot the land's length,
Becoming wearied, requesting refreshment,
His feet roughed by shards of stone.
Though always purposefully advancing to that ultimate  
Homelessness; friendlessness  
That through anguish for men He should secure
Never to be lacked, God's concept of home.

Saturday, 4 February 2017


"Does not His love refresh my spirit now?
- Does not His love restore my soul."  I long
For that domain where, grace says, I belong
Though in this desert.  He will tell me how
He walked loves pathway till He had to bow
And give His spirit up.  He gives a song
To cheer my footsteps though I trudge along,
Assuring me how well He will endow
With grace - Does not His love restore my soul?
Does not His love refresh my spirit now?
Does not His grace bring heaven into view,
While mercy makes my wounded spirit whole.
Yet, from this wilderness, grace will allow
Me to refresh His soul and spirit too.

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Wednesday, 1 February 2017


After the death of Joseph, God’s dreamer,
Egypt haltered Israel,
Bowed under brick.
What did they need? God knew well
And, sovereignly philanthropic,
Came as Redeemer.
Shot of the Egyptian, their horse-dealer,
Fed by the Passover lamb,
Led through the Red Sea,
With tambours psalming their psalm:
Yet God perceived their need that He
Should be their Healer.

In the desert, watered by Moses’ rod,
Daily fed by manna, yet
Flesh-bridled to err,
Meandering with regret
They found God willing to be their
Tabernacle God.

Come to the land of honey, milk, cedar,
Store-corn, water-brooks, brave towns
And walled enemies:
As they wreaked justice on crowns,
Sword or wall in their victories
God was their Leader.

Such-loving-kindness! What an investor

Of love! What adaptation

To His people’s need!

Till, glad in His salvation,

In the house to which His plans led

God is a Rester.

Sunday, 29 January 2017


A horse girt in the loins goes by the will
Of him who caused it to be harnessed. He
Live on the principle of hearing till,
Moved by the Father's purpose and decree,
He suffered on the cross. But He had served
The weakest and most needy of mankind,
While in His life below He never swerved
From doing what was in the Father's mind.
And still He serves: He serves as Advocate
Before the Father, as Priest for all our days
Of need, and for the Father's heart: how great
That it is He who leads the Father's praise!
And while we wait for Him the Spirit joins
His help to faithful saints “girt in the loins”.

26 May 2015 Worcester

Wednesday, 25 January 2017


He was what he ate: not
The adulterated food of Chaldea
Fit for a - heathen - king
But the simple, pure, pulse.

The lion “king of beasts”:
Yet they were to form
His court; there he stood, ennobled,
Lionised in their company.

If the word of God left him
Astonied, the word of God
Was the tower of strength
To speak truth to tyranny.

Amid the stench of a court
Here was a person so just
That no tinge of it clung to
A man, right with his God.

Thus he continued. Kings
Tried or fumbled the reins;
He, upright before his God,
Was “One greatly beloved”.

Monday, 23 January 2017


Genesis 28 & 37

The place made Jacob's flesh recoil
In face of things which were divine;
Yet, if he first poured only oil
Returning he poured oil and wine.

The Spirit graciously portrays
Himself as substance to deploy
To honour God and as God's ways
Adjust our souls we give God joy.

And substance whereby God anoints
The saints He chooses to refine
To fill the places He appoints,
Whose hearts are glad, and faces shine.

Thursday, 19 January 2017


Abraham's servant did his will
In going to a distant land
To find and guide a woman till
She was the bride for Isaac's hand.

And so the Holy Spirit serves
In His meek place to suit God's mind;
He works to nourish and preserve
Christ's bride, till she will be refined.

And saints serve in humility
And meekness garnered from His ways
And, serving in His company,
They burgeon in their Master's traits.