Choices

Choices we make,
Hitting a wall,
Climbing fences,
Where do we go?
What do we do?
Choices, such woe,
No map to look,
No guide to ask,
Walking life's road,
Questions remain,
Yet one thing is clear,
A choice to be made,
No matter the fears,
Certainty left behind,
Spirit undaunted,
To God, we look,
Our ever-present comfort.

Changi Airport

An icon before me, tall and proud,
Time passes, as I sat watching,
By the window, staring at clouds,
My heart would not be still,
The sound thumping, so very loud,
What would the future hold?
Words that would not come out,
Yet in Him, am I safe and found.

Victoria Hall

The sights as I walked on,
Hearing the bustle and noise,
On my way to Victoria hall,
Running passed me, boys,
A scene like old-time westerns,
The sunset and calm surety,
As my eyes look to the heavens,
Whispered a prayer as I gave thanks,
For the joy in Christ, my one and only reason.

What do I know

What not do I know,
Nothing, nothing, as I kneel before.
Vanity what does it afford me,
Nothing, as I view life's turbulent seas.

Beneath that rugged tree,
The stains that marred,
I struggle, hands to its bark,
Coarse to the very touch.

What do I know,
Living the very life I hate,
Hating the very one I love,
Loving the very one I long,
Waiting for that very day, written in songs......

In the storm

In this world so vast,
Caught within its strangling grip,
Over the horizon, storms that brew,
Terrible to behold, more than we knew.

It rages on, a wrath so deep,
Angry waves form, toss and throw,
Watery fingers that would not let go,
Nowhere to run, but a depth so cold.

Sinking down to the deepest end,
Helpless in everything that I do,
Eyes closed, in my soul, scared,
Yet right there, Hope had been prepared.

Remembrance (photo by Jasmine Foong)

Gazing out do I remember,
The toddler that I was,
A teenager who defied,
That young man conscribed.

Memories of a time gone,
Picturing what had been,
Where had the time flown,
Made up of people I had known.

Awoken from my reverie,
Knowing not where it leads,
Living a life not my own,
Saved by Grace, never alone.

He is always with us

Years, months, days,
Life catches up unawares,
Wishing it would never change,
To have it just the same way.

A new chapter each time,
Obstacles that come unbidden,
Trials that seem too much,
Doubts...why is it such.

Hope in the path laid out,
Walk knowing He is with us,
Through the life lived daily,
Lean heavily on that blessed tree.