Skip to main content

Mercy Triumphs!

Am I a modern day Pharisee- a white washed tomb, consumed by knowledge that I have forgotten to love?
Or am I Hosea's wife, caressing an adultress world satisfying lust and greed? 
There's a deep thirst that's unquenchable 
Even the best things in the world seems to miss. 
Ah! All is vanity under the sun.

Passing by wounded lives, unmoved,
Whatever happened to the child who would break at the sight of hate.
Why am I changing to look like the world compromised and cold?

A deep cry, a raging storm with a beautiful mask 
How I wish one can look deep within
You promised you can
My heart longs for You my Saviour 
Rescue me before my heart grows cold

You said even in my abundant sin your grace would abound
You promised to rescue me even if I make my bed in hell. And Yes You did, You found me.
Even though I run far away from You. You relentlessly pursue me
My wounded heart screams vengeance
But then Your sweet Spirit reminds me You were pierced for me
Broken and rejected for me
There on the cross you bled for my transgression 
Making a plea of forgiveness for my offenders
Gently whispering  -"You'll rise my love. Just follow me and see mercy triumph."


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Longing for forever!

 Being in the lockdown, I have come to appreciate the stillness, something I am not used to. Life gets so busy and it's like a monotonous routine. I almost felt like a hamster on a wheel. This period of rest has enabled me to slow down and appreciate the things I wouldn't notice because of busyness such as the birds outside my window, the sounds of them chirping every morning. Moreover, me wondering and reflecting as I used to when I was a child, I was so easily amazed at what I was learning. Growing up I somehow lost that and I feel like God is bringing me back to that place where I can be in awe of Him. In one of my conversations with my dear friend I mentioned- " Do you ever wonder why we say best friends Forever or I love you Forever? You know it's not strange that we long for Forever cause it is God who created us with that longing. In Ecclesiastes 3:11 it's written: God has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of...

From wander to wonder

  What do you do when you wander aimlessly, and the fire you once carried has been quenched? When you are misunderstood — even by your own — rejected and cast away. When you feel lonely and isolated, as though you don’t belong or cannot truly connect. When deep inside you feel empty and spent, tired, yet moving from one day to the next. When your past mistakes haunt you, when an enemy constantly attacks and never backs down, when a world relentlessly tempts you and whispers that you are not enough. When your thoughts, meant to be a friend, become a foe instead — haunting you with a past that stains your heart a scarlet red. Meet me, Great I Am, in my wandering through this wilderness as You met Moses. Transform my “I am’s.” Where the mundane turns to musing, and despair turns to delight. Where wandering turns to wonder, and wilderness turns to worship. Show me a bush burning, yet not consumed — reminding me that You have interwoven Your life and breath into mine. All the fiery tria...

Secret Garden

Guard the garden that's the genesis of my being The secret place where you formed me Guard my silence and solitude with you That's where you're doing a deep work of making me whole and Holy It's a privilege to be alone with you Jesus teach me to treasure You  You alone sit with me in the garden of my heart  And You yearn and delight to be with me May my wayward heart yearn for you and delight in you You wait gently to tend to the garden of my heart You violently uproot anything that obstructs our love and intimacy You want nothing to interrupt and put out the fire and pure passion of our communion You are jealous over the affections of my heart Like a bridegroom over the heart of His bride You alone are worthy of this wholehearted devotion Give me a heart that is purely devoted to you No one else knows me the way you do Nothing else can fix the mess in this garden Teach me to rejoice when you prune and uproot Father, you are the perfect gardener You're making this g...