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Stand in my shoes

Come walk where I have been

Come see through my eyes


See all that I have seen


If you could wear my skin

If you could feel all I have felt

If you could feel the words spoken in my ears

If you could feel all the pain my hearts been dealt


Take all I have experienced

Take my memories and make them yours

Take all the cuts

All the bruises

Take all the wounds from my private unseen wars


Let my tears fill your eyes

Let them over flow and fall

Let the hard floor be your comfort

Let no one hear

Let no one come

No one at all


Love will be elusive

Love will not be for you

No matter how hard you work

No matter how sincere

How loyal

How true


You will always be at fault

You will always be wrong

You will always need to turn the other cheek

You will always be forced to be strong


You will see others rise with ease

You will see them look on uncaring as you fall

You will see them float by on gilt edged clouds

While you beg

While you crawl


When you need it most

You will find no shade and shelter

You will find desert

Cutting rocks and scorching sun

You will be left to bleed

Left to thirst

Left to swelter


All the fruitless struggles

All the desperate prayers

All the bitter midnight tears

All the times you took the blame to keep the peace

All the pain

All those years


Run where I have run

Where I went searching for relief

Sleep where I have slept

Where I lay immobilised with grief


Stumble over the questions

The unanswerable mysteries of my life

Some things will never be understood

Some memories will always cut through like a knife


If you could stand in my shoes

If you could wear my skin

If you could see through my eyes

If you could be where I have been



You would understand

Then you could empathise

Then you would forbear your judgement

Then you would feel more keenly the need to wipe tears from others eyes


You would laugh loud, and as often as you can

You would hug

And love

And hold dear

You would accept only what is real

What is given without pretence

Without hesitation

Without fear


For love has no fear

Love is honest, it has no fake

Love listens

Love heals and protects

Love lets itself be nailed to a stake


Love lifts up, holds and carries

Love deals in reason, truth and fact

Love will not turn a back to those in need

Love will not hesitate to act


Experience is a great teacher

In the loving it produces still more love

It causes buds of patience to flower in humble hearts

It opens discerning eyes to see the wisdom from above


So forbear to judge those that God does love

Forbear to criticise

Forbear until you’ve stood in their shoes

Until you’ve worn their skin

Until you’ve listened with their ears

Until you’ve seen their world

Through their eyes







“But why do you judge your brother? Or why do you also look down on your brother? For we will all stand before the judgement seat of God… Therefore, let us not judge one another any longer but, rather, be determined not to put a stumbling block or an obstacle before a brother.”

– Romans 14:10, 13



“If only I may grow:  firmer, simpler, quieter, warmer.”

– Dag Hammarskjold



“It’s not enough to have a dream,

Unless you’re willing to pursue it.

It’s not enough to know what’s right,

Unless you’re strong enough to do it.

It’s not enough to learn the truth,

Unless you also learn to live it.

It’s not enough to reach for love,

Unless you care enough to give it.”

– Anon






Where Were You?

where were you


Where Were You?




Where were you when I cried those tears?

Where were you when I felt those fears?

You weren’t here beside me

You didn’t dry my eyes, didn’t guide me.



Where were you when the sky fell down?

Where were you when the night closed around?

You weren’t showing me the way

You weren’t pointing to a bright new day.



Where were you when I crawled?

Where were you when I bawled?

You weren’t calling me up to see how I was

You weren’t concerned about my loss.



Where were you when I needed a friend?

Where were you when I couldn’t pretend?

You weren’t there helping me pick the pieces up

You weren’t refilling my empty cup.



Where were you when it all fell apart?

Where were you when I was cut to the heart?

You weren’t telling me it would be alright

You weren’t helping me banish the night.



Where were you when my spirit broke?

Where were you when no one spoke?

You weren’t holding my hand

You weren’t helping me to stand.



Where were you when everyone left?

Where were you when I was alone, bereft?

You weren’t holding me as I cried

You weren’t there by my side.



Where were you when I was lost?

Where were you when I couldn’t cover the cost?

You weren’t helping me find the path

You weren’t showing me how to laugh.



Where were you through all the pain?

Where were you when I was out in the rain?

You weren’t my shining light

You weren’t interested in my plight.



Where were you the day innocence died?

Where were you when everyone lied?

You weren’t telling me you still believed

You weren’t holding me as I grieved.



Where were you when it all went wrong?

Where were you when I had nowhere to belong?

You weren’t showing me I had a base

You weren’t giving me a place.



Where were you when I called out?

Where were you when I couldn’t shout?

You weren’t giving me your ear

You weren’t banishing my fear.



Where were you after the fall?

Where were you through it all?

You weren’t anywhere to be found

You weren’t anywhere around.






“Each one must prove to be like a hiding place from the wind

And a place of concealment from the rainstorm,

Like streams of water in a waterless country,

Like the shadow of a heavy crag in an exhausted land.”

– Isaiah 32:2


“Be wrathful and yet do not sin,

let the sun not set with you in a provoked state,

neither allow place for the Devil…

but become kind to one another… 

freely forgiving one another”

– Ephesians 4:26, 27, 32


“Anger makes you smaller,

while forgiveness forces you to grow

beyond what you were.”

– Cherie Carter Scott 


~ It took me a long time to work through the feelings of abandonment and disbelieving anger I felt during the time I wrote the above.  I make no apology for what my feelings were in this regard.  I was very hurt. But writing it out helped me vent, come to terms with it, and let go of the anger.

The good thing that came out of this is that my faith is stronger than ever. I learnt a lot about reliance on God and I saw his helping hand time and time again.

Also it’s helped me to be more understanding and to empathize and know more fully how I can help others when they go through their own ‘book of Job’ experiences – as we all eventually do. Sometimes, it is the especially bad experiences we go through in life that teach us the most – and helps us grow into a better person. R ~ 


“I admire those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection.”

– Leonardo da Vinci


Look Up


Look Up



Look Up





I looked up at the stars last night
Burning so clear, so radiant, so bright
And wondered about galaxies distant eons away
And thought about a happy future day

I drifted around in my mind to a time
When all hurts are healed and everything is fine
When those sleeping safe will wake up
When life will be an endless full cup

I thanked my friend there up above
Who sent his dearest one with love
Who gave a gift we can never repay
A hope that can illuminate the darkest day

I wondered what I would have been
If I had never known it, if I had never seen
The truth, the way, that bright shining light
Like the stars above, beacons of hope in the night

I saw around me the ones who have given in
Those that are looking down or are looking in
They do not look above to the hope sparkling there
They only see the now, and so they despair

Then I saw also, those who look up in the night
They look to the future, look to the right
Those who have made a friend of that one up above
Who know his care and feel his love

I could see them smiling though the sun goes down
They survive the storms in which others drown
Like me, they look up to see burning stars shining still
Knowing with certainty, that their hope is real






~ inspired by Dave and Jo…

…after Katie began her peaceful sleep ~



“We do not want you to be ignorant concerning those who are sleeping in death; that you may not sorrow just as the rest also do who have no hope.”

– 1 Thessalonians 4:13, the Apostle Paul



“Do not marvel at this, because the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out, those who did good things to a resurrection of life, those who practiced vile things to a resurrection of judgment.”

– John 5:28, 29, Jesus Christ