To Know Him…

Slaughters, murder and death
Daily killing him and her
Will and ideas, goals and ambitions
Daily killing him and her

Is this how we start each day?
So destructive, so real…
Death, Life
Living sacrifice…

If we’d only knew…
Is this it? No way!!!
There is so much more
What would you say?

If we’d only knew!
He is so amazing. So …
If words could only tell…
If mortality could understand…

If we’d only knew!!
Sharing Him could be so…
Bright, Brilliant, Glorious
If words could only tell…

Glory and Power, Majesty and Strength

If we could have known!
Power and Glory, Restoration and Strength
Thus where are we going?
Eyes focussed on Him – glory to glory

He is so much more…
Ever enough time to Know Him?
If we had known, knowing Him…
Come, you have to come!

We have to know Him
Have to know Him more and more

© Thomas Dreyer


We should start each day with a seeking after God…



God joined two people together.

Sitting down I was in another dimension, I witnessed a wedding where God joined two people together. I could hear a lot of shuffling noises as the witnesses paced across the hard floor to sit down. The prattle of voices were slicing the air shaping the atmosphere. Anticipation nagging excitement, ready to explode. The amplifier whispered a few notes and silence fell. All the witnesses were scuffing to their feet as the bride entered in. A peaceful silence that could not be put to words, followed.

The anointing was flowing in to the chapel, filling it. Then two images representing the lives of the bride and the bridegroom were visible just above each of them. The one image was the soft touch of green flourishing with beauty and the other brilliant white with strength. During the service these two images drifted closer and closer two each other until they touched.

Love pouring in with the anointing as the preacher laid down the Word. Then like stirring thick white and brown chocolate together the whole swirl of green and white was visible, slowly changing till only one colour was visible. You could at times see the two images, but you could see only one… This vast life, and it could be recognised as the bride from the one side and as the bridegroom from the other but still it was only one.

I know that life is a choice, and that commitment is a daily choice, acknowledging this by confessing the Word of life. That life may amplify Jesus. Every day must be a wedding where you and God become one in the place where He wants to use you. Shaping the perfect amplifier crying out “JESUS!!!”.


The Vision

I saw a battlefield – grey and dull , death hanging as far as the eye could see. Here and there you could see the remains of it all… piles of rocks and swords stuck into it, some lifeless bodies were scattered across the field and now I could smell the stale smell of death creeping upon me. To the left a carriage laid on its side – one wheel slowly turning, the only movement that could be seen. The horses looked flattened where they lay, still yoked to the carriage…

I walked a few steps forward and then saw a huge shield standing up straight stretching high into the dark skies – tilted to one side… I was drawn to it and the closer I got the bigger I saw it to be. I stopped right in front of the shield, awe struck by its appearance. It was still drawing me closer … I walked right up against it and then… I fell…

I fell right trough the shield… I was in “paradise” it seemed – the air was fresh and clean, the sky blue with white clouds drifting on the breeze… a river with crystal clear water flowed noisily and the banks were lush with grass. I looked up to the right and saw a mountain glowing in the distance – from where the river was flowing – and to the left was a desert and the river flowing into it. Life was exploding all around the river, as far as it flowed. My whole being feeling refreshed…

Drawn to the mountain, I started moving. As I draw closer the size of it grew. Then I saw a waterfall falling from the top of the mountain sparkling in the bright light all around me. I just kept going… higher and higher I climbed with the thundering of the waterfall in the background.

When I finally reached the top it was quiet. I looked back and saw only the desert – no river, no waterfall and no life.

Looking closer at my surroundings I saw that in the mountain had an enormous crater – it was so deep I could not see the bottom. Small fountains and mountain streams of water flowed into this great nothingness… then HE spoke.

“Those small fountains and streams are the preparation of your life that will have to fill this big abyss. Time spend with ME, reading the word, following the teachings and obeying MY commands. The whole is a representation of you that needs to be filled by everything I want to pour into your life. You will have to grow in this as the water slowly fills the abyss… the time will come when this water will overflow and a massive waterfall will flow from it into the desert exploding with life as far as the river will go… But, you are as empty as the hole in front of you, you have to wait for ME, for MY timing and release…”



Iemand Soos Hy

Die wonder:
hierdie harde wêreld waarin ons woon,
‘n mens word ook hard
ek weet al hoe baie ek daarteen moes stry
dan is daar mense soos hy
wat sommer alles in ‘n oogwink verander.

Soos ‘n Woestyn, woes en leeg, net sand waar jy kyk
en dan –
blomme en immergroen wat die dor, leë wêreld vul
orals waar hierdie mensie gaan
soos ‘n koel aand wind na ‘n lang warm dag.
Dan weet ek dat daar min mense so jonk hulle doel bereik…

© Thomas Dreyer



The Blessing of a Storm

(Through the Storms)

I did not know His love before,
the way I know it now.
I could not see my need for Him,
my pride would not allow.
I had it all, without a care,
the “Self-Sufficient” lie.
My path was smooth, my sea was still,
not a cloud was in my sky.

I thought I knew His love for me,
I thought I’d seen His grace,
I thought I did not need to grow,
I thought I’d found my place.
But then the way grew rough and dark,
the storm clouds quickly rolled;
The waves began to rock my ship,
my anchor would not hold.

The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide.
I had no strength or faith to face
the trials that lay ahead,
And so I simply prayed to Him
and bowed my weary head.

His loving arms enveloped me,
and then He helped me stand.
He said, “You still must face this storm,
but I will hold your hand.”
So through the dark and lonely night
He guided me through pain.
I could not see the light of day
or when the storm might wane.

Yet through the aches and endless tears,
my faith began to grow.
I could not see it at the time,
but my light began to glow.
I saw God’s love in brand new light,
His grace and mercy, too.
For only when all self was gone
could Jesus’ love shine through.

It was not easy in the storm,
I sometimes wondered, “Why?”
At times I thought, “I can’t go on.”
I’d hurt, and doubt, and cry.
But Jesus never left my side,
He guided me each day.
Through pain and strife,
through fire and flood,
He helped me all the way.

And now I see as never before
how great His love can be.
How in my weakness He is strong,
how Jesus cares for me!
He worked it all out for my good,
although the way was rough.
He only sent what I could bear,
and then He cried, “Enough!”

He raised His hand and said, “Be still!”
He made the storm clouds cease.
He opened up the gates of joy
and flooded me with peace.
I see His face now clearer still,
I felt His presence strong.
I found anew His faithfulness,
He never did me wrong.

Now I know more storms will come,
but only for my good,
For pain and tears have helped me grow
As naught else ever could.
I still have so much more to learn
as Jesus works in me;
If in the storm I’ll love Him more,
that’s where I want to be.

© 1996 Wendy Greiner Lefko



Seasons Change

Spring? Summer? Autumn? Winter?

Funny how life is part of it
woven together, taking each step
spring, summer, autumn, winter

all anew – life given spirit
growing, flowing
blossoms every where –

Green is the rugged garment
worn by nature
growing, flourishing –

The reflection of a multi-coloured garment
motley colouration
loveliness, splendour
charming elegance –

then… cessation
Pale is the garment
setting in with cold and pain
withering colour – uniform
declining failing death –

Spring? Summer? Autumn? Winter?

© Thomas Dreyer



Loof Die Here!

Wie is soos U –
Verheerlik in heiligheid,
Gedug in roemryke dade,
Een wat wonders doen?

U sal my die pad van die lewe bekend maak;
Versadiging van vreugde is voor U aangesig,
Lieflikhede in U regterhand vir ewig.

Ek wil jou onderrig en leer
aangaande die weg wat jy moet gaan,
Ek wil jou raad gee, My oog sal op jou wees.

Kyk God is my helper;
Dit is die Here wat my siel ondersteun
Ek skaam my nie oor die evangelie van Christus nie,
Dit is die krag van God
tot redding vir elkeen wat glo…

© Thomas Dreyer



I Wish…

I wish I could change;
I wish I could change the world
everything seems to be wrong
I wish I could be strong, strong to…
I wish all could be change…

why is everything wrong,
why do I feel I do not belong,
why does it feel that all differ from me,
why does it feel as if the past where better,
why does it feel as if tomorrow will be worse?

I Just wish all…
O, Lord, I give… on to You, all;
Yes, all on to You, O Lord.
Make me free, my Lord
Take upon You all my burdens
I give You all…

© Thomas Dreyer



The Life-Giver

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