What's in a cup?

Compliments used to slide off my scales While insults hooked into my spine with an angler’s rod   Cutting through waves that left me Hanging for a moment Without breath But to see the sight of sun Was and is worth the momentary death.   I fell back into place Into the waters below And soaked in with joy the familiar, Where rocks are round And I could swim.   I’d already plunged into depths in search of great treasures But found only darkness there. It was on the day I dared to leave My familiar terrain That I discovered there, in mid-air, The treasure in the light of day - The Kingdom of God.   I’ve been dead ever since, But alive in Christ. Hallelujah! Amen.

Am filled with sorrow  as if my world has drastically changed  unrecognisable for tomorrow Been wondering why and after much pondering on reasons simply give out a big sigh So far no words have comforted me have contemplated if it's the food I eat or if this is where God needs me to be Laid my hands on someone at church last night who burst out in tears and raised her arms up high and I was relieved because I felt her burdens leave yet my own remained in me Sought release from myself, so I gave away what I had but instead of filling me with joy, I felt nothing at all In a way it's good, because I know for sure that material goods mean nothing at all, but the heart's condition is all that counts.  Been stuck with a frown for over a week,  wonder if it's the cause of a friend who bad-mouthed me and I haven't had the strength to fight the tears or find the words to confront my pain Every day I am amazed that I can stand and walk and run if only for a little while becau...

Realise my rotten state Feel like Satan's bait For what purpose was I made? Keep going with what I know though I know it's bad for me Can't see out or through  and don't dare turn to You From different sides  they say I should try Say, what do you have to lose? Won't let me go, out of their grip Holding on tight, always in sight Feel like I can't escape no more Dear Light, dear Life, come into this man whose thoughts I think I understand because of where I've been  and because of where I see he is. Come into his room where he hides behind the doors and walls and light up every dirty corner to show him it's not that bad after all May all the sins like teardrops fall and all the wrong done against him  turn from bitterness and hate to a peaceful, blissful state Because of what You've done Because of the blood You've shed,  I can see in my mind's eyes the joy of restoration in him But please, Lord, let it not remain my vision, my idea, my dream,...

It was so cool. I just stretched out my hand and greeted all of them. They had just jumped off the bus - fresh from Korea! In my excitement of seeing them, I stopped my car and rolled down my window, explaining to them as though they understood even two words of English that I had planned to go to Korea but that I had an accident and that instead I landed up in Kroondal. And they laughed with excitement, just because I was busy shaking their hands, as though they were celebrities. Turns out, they were just the reporters, and the Korean football team was training at one of the stadiums tomorrow, so they were there to track their progress. Funny how I had almost missed that opportunity, or rather, that I had been a bit irritated with the car guard for not guiding me left so that I could get out quicker. Instead I had to drive in a circle past the entrance of the Waterfall Mall, Rustenburg, and when I saw a crowd of people in the road, I first suspected them to be a rowdy bunch of te...