Bible Verse 


Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

Galatians 1:3‭-‬5 NIV 

It’s not just about me


I constantly battle with myself over all issues in life. I jump to conclusions over every situation and guess come up with the wrong answer.

I apologise now if I don’t get this across properly but hope you get the gist of what I’m trying to say.

From a young age I found myself to be quite a timid soul. Wrapped in cotton wool by my mother smothered me slightly and left me wanting in the area of confidence.

As I grew I gained a love for pleasing people and it gave me such warmth to do so. I would do jobs for neighbours and comfort the lonely girl on the school bus as she was bullied.

But now I have reached a grander age I see people differently. Being a Christian I struggle with the self centered people who park their behinds on chairs in my church.

It has really got to me lately and has been eating away at my soul. 

Today though I have had a little revelation.

It’s me who has the issue not them, it’s my insecurity that has fed these feelings.


So I have been given an opportunity to return to that young caring soul that used to love and laugh….it’s a choice…and I’m taking it with both hands and running to the ends of the world with it.

Thanks for listening, I hope you can gain something from this.

Much love Carl.

Life is like a can of pop #Mondaymadness


Life is like a can of pop,

You were brought for a price (Jesus died on the cross)

Opened to the air of the world (Widsom and Knowledge gained)

Lips put to you (Love)

Contents drunk (Widsom extracted)

Left open but untouched (Life can go flat)

Thrown in the bin (Death)

Can recycled (live forever in heaven)
Bit of a random one this one……totally out of the bag of frogs.

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© C Webber 2017

Is it a sham?


Swallow my hope, desires and dreams.
Pretend to care, but open my soul to screams.

Pass all your faults on to my weak withered spirit.
Confined to a darkened shell, shattered and broken when you are done with it.
Raking around in the dirt on my knees,
Bloodied are my hands, no words can appease.
Just release my spirit let it be the light that once shone,

Out of this torment allow a heavenly song.
Let the angels dance and pull me up to my feet,

Eyes fixed firmly on my saviours seat.
I long to be the strong man that I can,

Time will only tell if this life was just a sham.
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© C Webber 2017

Psalm 40:5 msg


sketch-1493585696562The world’s a huge stockpile of God-wonders and God-thoughts…..

psalm 40:5


*love this……we need to open our eyes more…..go look and see*




Disconnected from the world I roam,

Prefer not to be around others, just on my own.
Mind savaged and torn apart,

Eating at the good that still remains in my heart.
No where for redemption, no room at the inn.

No longer comfortable in my pale aging skin.
Some say it’s self pitying these feelings I hide,

if only was the case, this decay rotting my insides.
No one understands the pain that I feel,

Don’t think I do either, looks like my fate has been sealed.
Trying put up a front that people see,

Unfortunately the outside, not the real inner me.
Don’t know if I really care anymore,

Feels like my closest look at me and completely abhor.
So what so what do I do in my mind that’s so blue?

God do I wait for you to break through?
I really don’t know and it feels the end maybe close,

Unless a miracle happens and serves me a dose.

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© C Webber 2017