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I love the idea of a Christian art section. Of course, this includes literature. So I thought I'd share my poem, originally written and read at a school event honoring the techniques of Emily Dickinson. I hope you all enjoy it. Radiance of Pearl Romance and I have never met, Though I glimpse him through a fog— At times in forms most fine, Once appearing as a man of virtue, Of compassion and encouragement Attractive, The future I imagined was an illusion— The fog ate him away with no hope of interaction— I am alone and cold, Worthless slime— Hideous obscurity. I prayed— With agony’s wheeze rather than words, Until there came in answer the soundless voice, Radiance of Pearl Pearls are rare—first interpretation derived, But then the second unfurls. Does a pearl know that it’s a pearl? Is it aware—while in the darkness of its shell—of Its beauty forming layer by layer? No, It doubts in darkness, Lost in its fissure—until the sun kisses it And it feels that it’s a treasure.
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The Cross This is the cross, both just and true, That I should give My life for you. More than tears and blood alone, More than a life or broken bones. Through the pain, beyond all fear, I took those steps to make it clear. The Father’s love, so deep and wide, That He would give His Son to die: To suffer loss and feel despair… To lead the way and meet you there. A place of peace and joy abounding: Many a voice in praise resounding. It was for you, I bled and cried… The curtain rent to open wide. That you may come into My throne, And know My Father as your own. The price of sin and death was paid, When on the cross My life I gave. But now you must stand up and run, From sin and strife, deceptive ‘fun’. Into My light and joy and peace… Now is the time: Proclaim Release. (originally given to me in 2003)
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THE GOD IN ME It's the God in me that keeps me free to be me. Only God can change me, dismiss my past & rearrange me into the woman of God that He has called me to be. I once was blind but now I can see, that it's the God in me that allows me to be the woman, the mother, the wife, or the boo. The woman that God has placed to speak a word into you. A word that comes forth so bold & so new; leaving you baffled as to how I do what I do. But it's not me ---nah I'm just the ves-sel; but some would think it's quite stress-ful to take on your fears, your worries, and your doubt ....but I'm just an ear for you to let it all out. I'm not Jesus, so I can't carry your every bur-den; but I can speak a word-in your life---to help you get thru whatever is causing your heartache & pain, and let you know there is sunshine after the rain. And if you should ever doubt, I'm here to tell you there is a way out. Out of the darkness and into the light, where the arms of Jesus will hold you tonight! ©Kaye F. D.
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Thoughts from the Sanctuary Deep calls to deep in this place. Where we, of elemental water, meet and mingle with You, the Living Water. Keep us ever mindful, LORD, of Your perfect Will, of Your boundless Love, of Your unmatched Power, of Your unmerited Favor. You and You alone are Holy. You and You alone are Sovereign. You are THE Name Above ALL names. photo: copyright 123RF.com Keep us in the strong current of Your will, Father. Do not tolerate our lingering in the eddies which form among the distractions at the edges of Your plans. Send us out, Lord of the Harvest: Fueled by Your Spirit, Equipped with Your Word, Driven by Your deepest Love for us and for the whole world. © 2012 Beth Viera thedeepbluesea@hotmail.com
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Roughly 4 or 5 years ago i was in a hotel room here in bonnie Scotland. I remember waking up just before 2am and i felt really pretty good. I get sudden notions for writing though so i usually have a pad and pen somewhere and i remember sitting up and writing. When i got home i rewrote onto another piece of paper. Well, i found both today in 2 very different places. One in the back of mums car and one under my bed. Anyway, thought i would share here what i had written a few years ago. I didn't know God then but i do now and am very glad i do. Wake up and arise my people. Replace the broken cords. For dividing walls shall be no more. These are my words. I will manifest in this place The walls of my protection. Come together in unity. There shall be a resurrection. A brand new start for everyone, For all of you are choosen. Dividing walls shall be no more, Protective walls i loosen. The valley where you lay beside Shall flow with lifely waters. Be still and hear my voice, All ye sons and daughters. Your hearts i know, your cry i hear. Take each others hand. Revival will come when you're prepared And in unity you stand. My way is coming forward. The time is drawing close. For more of my lost children Will learn that they are chose. My river will burst its banks. No man nor evil can stop. For i am God, My will be done. Will you help me harvest my crop? Just wanted to share the little poem that has been hiding from me for years and decided to pop up in two places