Sunday, November 30, 2008


The soft breeze brushes her face like a strong tycoon,
The sun is up but darkness amidst the moon.
In the wind does she dwell alone,
No one calls on her, her life simply torn.
Blood shot eyes and chattering teeth,
It's warm outside, then why does she need
more warmth to calm her down tonight?
Is it the sorrow? Is it the fright?
The killing smoke of danger in her breath,
She waits near those who inject death.
For the moment she feels bliss, an electric rush
And in her ears words are hushed.
She rolls her eyes in supposed joy
'Cause through her nerves a needle is toyed.
So when it really is cold outside
From this reality how will she hide?
Can someone hold her body, so frail?
Can someone stop her and say " Don't inhale!"
Or say " Don't sniff that sin every night."
'Cause one day she will have to fight
Something worse than what she's going through,
her body on the street, one of the few.
But there's someone crying out to her,
To her He's far, but still so near.
And she's His world through sin and shame,
He years to forgive, to forget the blame.
He is the spirit that will ease her cold,
And there is much her life could hold.
Tonight she can be alive, be free,
Salvation is hers, eternally. - Marie-


Iam A Trophy Of God's Amazing Grace.


Tuesday, November 25, 2008


In my weakness may Your strength be magnified..
In my sin may Your grace glorified..
In condemnation Your acceptance is my all..
In brokeness it is You who makes me strong..
In solitude Your friendship is everything..
In sorrow through You alone I'm healing..
Healing instant or slow, beauty lies in both..
Now and forever You will always be my hope. - marie-


He is one who draws people to be lead worshippers. He is one who expresses himself in every sense. He is one who worships in great extravagance that the spirit of worship may flow from within him into the hearts of others.

He is one who moves to the beat of a different drum. He is one who sings a greater song. He is one who unites cultures, who brings the rich and poor to common ground.

He is one who raises shouts of praise unto the Heavens. His worship knows no bounds. He unites a fantasia of universal differences as one voice. He inspires. His worship is contagious.

His worship is a true expression of love to the Father. He is so undignified in his praise that his foolishness is now adorned with the glory of God and thus inspires. He beholds the beauty of God, inside out. He shines God's glorious light.

He speaks to God even though he otherwise struggles to communicate. He is intimate with the Father even though he battles with closeness. He expresses love, even though expression is a struggle and discomfort. Thus he strives to win over every challenge that has hardened his heart and paralyzed his communication.

He is one who is real in worship. He strives to love God in some beautiful way when another way seems impossible. He captivates the heart of God through his love songs when actions fail and through art when words fail.

No matter what the circumstance, he is one who always leads. He is one who comes to God just as he is: In truth. He is one who others can relate to for he sets an example of expression through it all. 

He is one who praises the one of the Most High. He is one who sits at His feet in complete surrender. He expresses extravagant love that others may see and follow. He is not one who pretends. He comes just as he is for he knows that there is much more power in truth, that pretentious perfection.

Through the victories, through the tears, through the storms, through it all..
In faith, in hope, in expression, in truth..
Standing tall or on his knees..
He worships, he always leads..

He is the extravagant worshipper. - marie -

Wednesday, November 19, 2008


To who in this world can eternal praise and honour be given to? No man or possession can ever receive such praise but only for a while before it ends. Every concern or love for things fade away. They shrivel in His glory, with their magnitude never to be restored again. - Marie - 


It is the majesty of Your presence that can't contain despair. Nothing sorrowful survives in your glory. - Marie -

Monday, November 17, 2008


We call you God, Healer, Saviour, Redeemer. Yet, truely it is on our hardest times that we realize who You are. "Why?" we ask, " Do you allow misfortune to come to pass..Why does injustice and pain prevail.. Why do certain things happen?" To these I have no answer. But, this I'm sure of: You give us an opportunity to show us that You are God. We hurt so that we can experiene You as Comforter, we are diseased so that we can know you as Healer, we are solitary so that we may know you as Friend. We are orphaned to embrace you as Father. 'Cause knowing You, is feeling You. And yet, in all this it is not You who causes us pain and neither do you let it go in vain. What is intended to harm us, you use it to for good. You glorify your name through us, for us. You are the inner sanctuary behind the curtain. - Marie - 

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Lord, build us on your solid foundation that nothing or no one can shake us. Teach us to exchange kindness for anger, silence for gossip, a sweet spirit for bitterness. Teach us goodness cause our words will reveal, no matter how good an actor we are - what's really inside. - Marie -

Sunday, November 9, 2008


Faith lies in putting your trust and hope in the hands of someone invisible yet in someone who is truely there. Faith is worshipping an unseen audience of One but whose presence is stronger than anything in this world. Faith is believing in the One who speaks even though He can't be heard except through the voice in our hearts. Faith is trusting in someone we can't touch except through the faith of our souls. And in this One lies all power, love and life. The choice to believe in His existence is ours. This is love. This is faith. - Marie -

Thursday, November 6, 2008


It takes wisdom to be silent when loose words want to speak. It takes humility and power to say the right things at the right time even if it means saying nothing at all. It takes restraint to speak well chosen words, once spoken, always profound. It takes a God-child to respect those who heed no respect, to submit to those who we highly disagree with and to love those who earn hatred. Even more, it takes God in us to set ourselves a standard too high to be brought down: A heart of love and endurance. - Marie -

Monday, November 3, 2008


God's Word: The voice of a friend. - Marie -


Our God is a God of beauty, perfection, power and glory. He is a God who is King so that even the poor may be called a child of the Most High. He is a God of color, harmony and expression. He is a God of variety. 

To our God simplicity is just as beautiful as extravagance. He is a God a who loves the scenic creations, yet His pride is in the city lights, illuminating the wisdom birthed in man. He is a God who made us all set apart in our ways, some simple, some refined. After all, He was both a servant and King. 

May we glorify Him in all things; in all that we know, discover and do for it is solely through Him that all things come to be. 

Let us realise that our life is to love Him, worship Him and praise Him in all things. What a privilege we behold to embrace freedom in be ourselves in who He wants us to be.. To serve Him in ways that we were created to.

- Marie-