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Verse of the Day – Psalm 56:3-4

Psalm 56:3-4

Psalm 56:3-4

Nothing I face now is as bad as where I was two years ago, therefore I trust in God so I can face it without be afraid.

WHEN YOU WALK INTO THE ROOM by BRYAN & KATIE TORWALT
When You walk into the room, everything changes
Darkness starts to tremble at the light that you bring
When You walk into the room, every heart starts burning
And nothing matters more than just to sit here at Your feet and worship You

We Love You, and we’ll never stop
We can’t live without You, Jesus
We Love You, We can’t get enough
All this is for You, Jesus

When You walk into the room, sickness starts to vanish
Every hopeless situation, ceases to exist
When You walk into the room, The dead begin to rise
Cause there is resurrection life in all You do

Come and consume God, all we are
We give You permission, our hearts are Yours
We want You, We want You

The Sun May Set, But It Always Rises Again!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Threes

Yesterday evening I managed to catch the sunset as I left work, it was a busy day as usual, but a good end to a good day.

The Burning Beyond The Dark

The Burning Beyond The Dark

Behind The Horizon

Behind The Horizon

Fading Eye

Fading Eye

The evening seemed to be going fine, until the consequences of my past caught up with me again, at that point my spirit dropped considerably.

Then as I prepared my post “Verse of the Day – Jeremiah 29:12-12”, I came to my senses, regardless of what is happening to me now, I am not that person, when I typed the words “God listened and answered me, 99 weeks sober this evening”, the downsides of my past faded away and the feeling of joy and thankfulness returned.

So this morning I witnessed the sunrise again, it was a timely reminder:

The sun may set, but it always rises again!

Between The Trees

Between The Trees

Upon The Waters

Upon The Waters

Rising Eye

Rising Eye

GET UP by CIRCLESLIDE
What if I told you I wasn’t ready for this life
What if I told you this wasn’t what I had in mind
What if this mountain’s just too high

Get up get up 
brush off the dust from your soul
Get up get up 
the past is beyond your control
Get up get up
don’t ever give up on love

What if I told you my whole world broke down last night
What if showed you my surprising ugly side
What if I’ve fallen out of line

What if I told you there was time when I believed
What if I told you I’m exploding with doubt I’m infected with weakness
I’m breaking the silence crying out, crying out

Get up get up 
brush off the dust from your soul
Get up get up 
the past is beyond your control
Get up get up
don’t ever give up on love

The Day I Came Alive, Simply The Best Day Ever

Daily Prompt: The Best Day Ever

Let’s just say in my 40 years I’ve had some great days, some really special days like the birth of my two kids and meeting Victoria, then memorable days like the passing of my black belt, winning the National Championships twice, competing at the world Championships in Australia, these were all great days that will be treasured forever, certainly a lot better than today anyway, this has it’s fair to say been my worst Christmas Day ever, without fail, but that’s another story.

But as for being able to enjoy the best day ever, well I’ve believe I’ve already had that, all of the above where indeed unbelievable days, but the day of Sunday 8th July 2012, will never be beaten for me, it was just perfect, that day I can honestly say that God spoke directly to me and for the first time I heard Him loud and clear.

Sunday 8th July 2012

It was just your normal Sunday morning, but there were a series of odd things that were to happen on this day, as I got ready for Church, I looked out of the window to check the weather, well it was overcast, it looked like it could rain, I had just my jeans and a t-shirt on, so I checked the weather on my phone, overcast and a chance of rain, so do I take a coat?

As I walked through the kitchen towards the back door an odd thought came into my head, “I not taking a coat, I don’t mind if I get wet today!” Okay, so no coat, it wasn’t that cold, but a bit of an odd thought, but that’s it no coat, let’s go then.

I walked to Church in my usual, slightly odd looking power walk, well okay freaky looking, walked into Church, hugged a few people on the way, hang on a second, did I just say hugged a few people, yes, yes I did, but that’s not usually me, I surprise those I hug, just as much as it surprises me, this day is getting stranger, but it’s about to get even weirder.

I take my seat, at the back left corner as usual, if you walk into our Church, you will find me quite easily. Today wasn’t a normal service, it was Baptism Sunday, this had been announced some weeks earlier, I had thought about it, but as I had only been in Church three months and still felt like I had a lot to learn, feeling that I wasn’t ready yet for that step, I had decided to put it off until later in the year, when I had more time to prepare. The service starts with Worship as usual, three lively songs, then Gareth our Pastor takes the stage, he announces it’s Baptism Sunday, but then makes a statement he says he has never made before, at this point everything changes, the weird, just gets weirder!

Gareth challenges everyone, that in this Church today someone will make the decision to get Baptised today, an on the spot decision, it had never happened before, but Gareth had a belief that something amazing was going to happen today in the presence of God.

Now at that point everything changed, I froze, I literally froze, I couldn’t breathe, my lungs, my heart, my chest had just frozen, everything felt cold, the air was gone for that moment, then it went. I knew then that He was talking to me, not Gareth, he just mouthed the words, God was talking to me, he was calling me out, he was telling me it was my time to stand up and be counted. Gareth proceeded to say that they would find a change of clothes and a towel, he didn’t know where from, but they would provide somehow.

I stood frozen to the spot as Gareth left the stage, we sang one more song and then a break for a short time to meet and great friends, I stood there absolutely still, oblivious to anything going on around me, having a conversation with myself in my own head. “He’s talking to you, God is talking to you, what are you going to do about it?” “Are you doing this or what?” There was only one answer, “YES”. I looked around the hall, spotted Gareth and set off, ignoring every face I passed, I was on a mission, I interrupted Gareth, he turned and I just asked “Okay, where do I get a spare set of clothes?” He realised what I was saying and it was all agreed, too late to back out now, in for a penny in for a pound. I went back to take my seat, I had a grin bigger than a Cheshire Cat, I couldn’t believe what I had just done, I’m never that impulsive, I don’t work that way, but things were happening here that at the time I couldn’t understand, but I was going with it.

Part of the Baptism service is that, each of those who have made a decision to be Baptised, prepare a statement of how they came to God and tell their story on stage, so Gareth called out the three people who had made the decision some weeks earlier and were prepared, I don’t think I was supposed to go up there, I hadn’t prepared anything, I was still reeling from what had already happened, but again impulse took over, I stood up, marched to the stage, took Gareth completely by surprise and joined the other three, I was literally lifted from my seat to that stage, my normal self would never have done this, but today was quite obviously, no normal day.

Speaking on stage, in front of a couple of hundred people, is not easy, the three before me had written statements that they were reading, but they were struggling with nerves, they were quiet, losing their track, even unable to read their own writing, as each one got more nervous than the previous one, I stood waiting my turn. I am out of my bubble here, this is not me, I don’t act impulsively, I don’t push myself to the front in places I’m not comfortable, but it wasn’t like that today, I wanted that mic, I wanted to speak, not sure what, but I had something to say.

I took the mic, looked out to the crowd, not down, not avoiding the gaze of the crowd, I was looking them in the eye, I told them how my life had collapsed, I told them I had been an alcoholic for the past 3 years, I told them how I made the hardest phone call of my life back in March when everything had felt lost, how I had met Gareth and Alex, telling them just about everything.

I had prepared some words to send to Gareth in text when the moment was right, but the moment was now, these words just came out

“That night I took from them an hour and half of their lives, in return they gave me the keys to the rest of my life and the strength and courage to unlock the door and go through it, to a better life”.

I say these words with strength and passion, the response from the audience is fantastic. I proceed to tell them when I quit drinking and how things were getting so much better, then passed the mic back to Gareth, then it’s back to my seat and relief.

The response from everyone I meet as I go back to my seat is unbelievable, I don’t think at this point they know I wasn’t supposed to be there, they had no idea that I had answered the call.

The word is next and then the Baptism at the end of the service, we are called up, I remove my shoes, socks and the contents of my pockets, ready to enter the Baptism Pool, firstly the three who were supposed to be there, then me, then another man who had made the decision after I did.

It’s my turn, I climb the steps, then just jump in, no dignified climb down into the cold water, like everybody else, not for me I can’t wait, I just jump in and take Joss and Alex, who are carrying out the Baptisms today, totally by surprise, then I’m in position, I relax, then I’m under, it’s a total rush, a moment I can’t easily describe, if you’ve been there you will understand. I was soaked, I had no spare clothes, but who cares, it’s was alongside the birth of my two children, the most glorious day of my life.

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur, I know I just couldn’t stop laughing to myself, I was in amazement at the things I had done throughout the day, things I would not normally do. I had made my mind up, I wasn’t ready, but that didn’t matter, it wasn’t a case of I didn’t think I was ready because the Lord did!

I think I was called because of the faith I had shown the previous day, that was my test, that was a test of faith, I had hopes and dreams, I had failed, but my response was, I trust you, I will follow your plan.

I wasn’t to worry about getting wet that morning, he would provide, I would be getting the greatest soaking of my life, what was a little rain compared to that! He did provide, I had clothes brought to me, I don’t know where they came from, but they appeared.

There will be great days to come, the day I dream of, the day I hope and pray for, if that comes to fruition it will be another day to remember and treasure forever, but Sunday 8th July 2012 is the day when I came alive, for that I will be forever thankful.

ALIVE by KIM WALKER-SMITH
You breathe Your life into my lungs
You bring to life these dry bones
I know that You’re alive

You called me one of Your own
In my heart You’ve made Your home
I know that You’re alive
I’m coming alive

You called me one of Your own
In my heart You’ve made Your home
I know that You’re alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive

We will make Him known
Jesus is alive
He’s alive
We will shout it out
Jesus is alive
He’s alive

To all the dry and weary souls
Take joy, take heart
Be filled with hope
I know that He’s alive

To all the ones who have no home
Get up and run we’re going home
I know that He’s alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive
I’m coming alive

We will make Him known
Jesus is alive
He’s alive
We will shout it out
Jesus is alive
He’s alive 

It may get loud
The grave is empty now
It may get wild
His love is like no other

We will make Him known
Jesus is alive
He’s alive
We will shout it out
Jesus is alive
He’s alive 

Swimming Against The Deluge

It’s another one of those can’t sleep mornings, it’s seems the five hour limit has kicked in and regardless of how tired I feel I am wide awake once again.

Yesterday wasn’t really any better than Tuesday, the low feelings seem to be continuing, the only respite seemed to come at my Connect Group meeting, where I began to feel a little more with it and then they surprised me with a birthday cake, which was really nice.

Today is not looking great either, I’m back in Court as a witness again, even though my evidence is now irrelevant since the last Court date, I still have to be there.  I can safely say I am really not looking forward to it, I hated it last time and in my current frame of mind I really could do without it, but I have no choice.

Being awake at 4.30am is never really fun, especially when your mind seems to be working overtime, which mine seems to do far too much at the moment.  But I began thinking about something that happened a few months ago, a couple of weeks before this depression started.

At times when I have prayed I have seen things, nothing particularly graphic, just images really.  But one Sunday something happened that at the time I didn’t understand.  After Church, as I had a bit of lunch before setting off to karate, I saw a vision that played out in front of me, like watching a video.  As I say I’ve seen things before, but never like this, not as graphic as this.

I saw myself walking up a couple of steps, when in the distance a rush of water came down the pathway and washed me away from view, then after a short while I reappeared and tried once more to get up the steps against the tide of the oncoming water, I got back up one of the steps only to be washed away again.

I never really understood what I was seeing, this was the first time I had a vision like this and I didn’t know why or what it meant.

I’m beginning to maybe think that maybe this is what I’m going through now, the onset of the depression a few weeks ago was hard to get up from, it hit me out of nowhere and yes it wiped me out, then just as I feel like I’m getting somewhere, after starting the medication and beginning to feel more positive, I now feel like after getting back on my feet and trying again, I’m being washed away again.

The vision ended there, I didn’t see whether I got back up again, hopefully that isn’t the end, the rest is up to me now, do I stay down or get up and keep trying, there were only a couple of steps and the water can’t continue forever, I just need to get on my feet again and keep trying, regardless of how many attempts it takes me get up those steps.

Hopefully today is not that stressful and I get through it without too much stress.  Maybe after today or possibly after my birthday is out of the way tomorrow, I can get myself into a Christmas mood, at the moment that’s not looking too hopeful.

ALL I’M HOLDING by BUILDING 429
I’m tired from all I’ve held onto
Weighed down by all that isn’t true
I’m bound by my failure
I’m weak from all I’ve tried to be
So far from ever being worthy
I’m going under
But you say
Let go

You buried my shame
You carried the weight of all my burdens
And all I’m holding now is You
You broke every chain
You lifted the weight of all my burdens
And all I’m holding now is You

If my world crashes to the sea
You’re still everything I need
Oh God, help me to believe
When You say
Let go

You buried my shame
You carried the weight of all my burdens
And all I’m holding now is You
You broke every chain
You lifted the weight of all my burdens
And all I’m holding now is You

It’s You
We’re holding You
We’re lifting empty hands to You
And it’s You
We’re holding You
We’re lifting empty hands to You

You buried my shame
And carried the weight of all my burdens
And all I’m holding now is You
You broke every chain
You lifted the weight of all my burdens
And all I’m holding now is You

It’s You
We’re holding You
We’re lifting empty hands to You
And it’s You
We’re holding You
We’re lifting empty hands to You
To You

Setting Suns

Weekly Photo Challenge: Horizon

As much as I love mornings and witnessing the rising of the sun on a new day, I love to see the sunset too.

To me a sunrise represents walking from the darkness of my former self into the light I now find myself living within.  But the sunset represents the fulfilment of another day on this journey, that another day has passed and I’ve made it through.

At the end of each day I can count it as another SoberDay and another day upon this journey with God.  In my prayers each evening I always started by giving thanks for the strength I’ve received to get through another day,

It doesn’t really matter whether it’s been the best day of my life or like last Sunday one of the hardest to get through, it’s does really matter, everyday is a fantastic day when you’re walking with God and another SoberDay on top of that makes it even better.

So this evening I’ll record this as day 588 of this journey and SoberDay 577, closing in on 600!!

Breaking The Clouds

Breaking The Clouds

The Parting

The Parting

Falling Behind

Falling Behind

Hidden

Hidden

I DON’T KNOW by THIRD DAY
Cannot find the words to say I’m sorry
Don’t know how to show you I was wrong
Wasted all that you had given to me
Now I’m left with nothing and no one
And I find it’s my fault
I’m the only one to blame
For the tears and the pain

I don’t know what I can say
Or would it matter anyway
‘Cause I don’t know how you could still forgive me
For all that I have put you through
Is there anything that I can do
I would give my life to find your mercy

All my life has lead to this decision
To return and ask you this one thing
And if I had one chance or if a million
Would it ever be enough for me
To explain what I’ve done
Now I know that I was wrong
Will you hold me again

I don’t know what I can say
Or would it matter anyway
‘Cause I don’t know how you could still forgive me
For all that I have put you through
Is there anything that I can do
I would give my life to find your mercy
What will it take until you forgive me
I don’t know

And I find it’s my fault
I’m the only one to blame
For the tears and the pain

I don’t know what I can say
Or would it matter anyway
‘Cause I don’t know how you could still forgive me
For all that I have put you through
Is there anything that I can do
I would give my life to find your mercy
I don’t know what I can say
Or would it matter anyway
‘Cause I don’t know how you could still forgive me
For all that I have put you through
Is there anything that I can do
I would give my life to find your mercy
What will it take until you forgive me
Oh Lord, will I find that you have already
I don’t know

The Golden Hour

Daily Prompt : The Golden Hour
Weekly Photo Challenge: Horizon

Usually I would say 6am in the morning is one of the best hours, over the last twelve months I’ve seen so many 6 o’clocks, mainly as I’ve been walking, capturing some fantastic sunrises, it can be so peaceful, hardly any traffic on the roads and even less people about, apart from the familiar people I meet who are out walking their dogs.  It’s a great time to think things through and indeed talk with God.

Although this morning I have to say I wasn’t keen on 6am at all.  I haven’t walked for a few weeks, I’ve been so busy with extra work, karate and everything else, that something had to give, unfortunately the walking has been put on the back burner, so to speak.

This morning the clocks went back, but that didn’t stop me waking at 4am this morning (my alarm usually goes off at 5am), I was wide awake, I just couldn’t get back to sleep, somewhere around 7am I dropped back off to sleep, only for my alarm to go off again at 7.30, so much for catching up on my sleep!

Despite the lack of walking, I have managed to catch a few sunrises over the last couple of weeks, even though most mornings have been cloudy or overcast.

Touching The Clouds

Touching The Clouds

Distant Rising

Distant Rising

Morning Storms

Morning Storms

Across The Pond

Across The Pond

Calm Before The Storms

Calm Before The Storms

LIFT UP YOUR FACE by THIRD DAY
Lift up your face, lift up your face
Salvation is calling, salvation is calling

You have fallen so far now
You don’t even know how, you are going to survive
(But) Just above the horizon
A new light is shining, breaking through the darkest night
Love is coming and it’s calling out your name

Lift up your face, lift up your face
Salvation is calling, salvation is calling

Lift up your face, lift up your face
Salvation is calling, salvation is calling your name

You feel like your life is fading
You’re tired of waiting, for your moment to arrive
But tomorrow will bring a song that you can sing
And your hope is gonna rise
Love is coming and it’s calling out your name

Lift up your face, lift up your face
salvation is calling, salvation is calling

Lift up your face, lift up your face
Salvation is calling, salvation is calling your name

Oh yeah…
Do you hear Him calling?
Can you hear Him calling?
He’s calling out your name
He’s calling out your name

Lift up your face, lift up your face
Salvation is calling, salvation is calling

Lift up your face, lift up your face
Salvation is calling, salvation is calling your name

Can you hear Him calling?
Can you hear Him calling now?
Oh, can you hear Him calling you
He is calling you now
He is calling out your name

Just above the horizon
A new light is shining
Salvation’s on its way

Breaking Down Old Habits

Daily Prompt: Breakdown

This morning one of my more niggling habits resurfaced…

…SELF DOUBT

It get’s to me quite often, it brings me down every now and again, just like last Sunday, when Crying In The Dark was where I found myself.  This morning was a little different, it wasn’t as deep as Sunday, just that simple doubt, that call out to above…

“Why Me?”
“What makes me worth all the effort?”

It was that simple feeling, why bother with me, why save me when I’m not worth  saving.

The thing was I got me answer there and then, if you’ve read the poem “Rejoice” that I posted earlier today, you will see the questions I was asking, my self doubt was rising, but then I instantly received an answer, no sooner as I had asked the question were the lines of the response running through my head, I desperately tried to remember each line, until I got to work and could write them down.

This isn’t an isolated incident, quite a lot of my poetry is born from those moments of self doubt, they always seem to come when I’m questioning myself or my faith.  I’m glad they do, they rebuild my faith, maybe that’s why many follow the same theme of questions or answers or are just simple declarations of faith.

When I first started to write and post poetry at the end of last year, I was very insecure about posting it, never sure how it would be received or indeed how I felt about it, some I really do like, some I wrote and somehow never really connected with, some grew on me, some I still really don’t like.  There is still an element of insecurity about it, but I’m far more comfortable with it now that I was before, in fact some I am very proud of, there are a number that I return to from time to time to inspire myself, recalling the words and the feelings that surround them.

I guess if it helps to fight a niggling habit, then I will keep writing and keep posting.

SPIRIT SPEAKS by KNOW HOPE COLLECTIVE
Your Spirit speaks 
It moves in me 
And I’m awakened to Your love 
You’re drawing me 
On to my knees 
And I’m astounded by Your love 

You spoke life into my lungs 
You are the air I breathe 
You are the air I breathe 
Still You move inside of me 
You are the song I sing 
You are the song I sing Jesus 
You cover me 
With arms that reach 
And I’m amazed by Your sweet grace 
You set me free 
And You washed me clean 
And I’m forgiven by Your grace 

With every breath I breathe 
With every song I sing 
I want to shout it out 
Lord I am listening 
To every word You speak 
I’ll go where You will lead 
To love the least of these 
My greatest offering