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Comment by Rosemary Goettl on April 5, 2013 at 9:56pm

On Loves Wings

I loved you before I created you.

Bright Eyes, Sweet smile and a compassionate heart.

I gave you invisible wings to fly and accomplish what man without me could not do.

I gave you dreams and the vision to see them as if they were a part of history.

I held you in my arms on those nights you thought you were alone.

I dried your tears you let so freely flow.

I danced with you in times if joy, victory and triumph.

I sang with you when life seemed like a endless array of seamless happiness.

I have always been with you.

I planned your life so that each step you took whether in storm or calm would bring you closer to me.

I have always held you in my hands and in my heart and someday in eternity you will realize we were never apart.

So I release you into this world on invisible wings, with the greatest mission you can ever accomplish.

And that is not just to live, love and dream.

but to tell the lost through your life, that they can have life through me, Jesus Christ.

Comment by Shannen-Rose Forde on March 24, 2013 at 4:13pm

Hello everyone - Happy to join this group! I wrote this poem because sometimes i feel i get so caught up in sermons and books but really, it all boils down to God's Love. I needed more of the basics. <3 hope you enjoy. 

God's Love

When You look down

You don’t see me

You see the blood

Which set me free.

But who am I?

That You sent Your son

To die on the cross

For all

For one.

That one is me

but it’s hard to believe because really…

the ONLY One is You. 

But you loved me enough

To be beaten and roughed

So that through your blood

I could be new.

I feel like I am going back to Sunday school

where they want you to know:

“God created you

And he loves you. “

But lets face it.

I need MORE of the basics

To understand why He wore that crown of sticks

Without the crown of thorns

I’d be lost…

Forlorn…

I can’t help but have tears role down my face

As I begin to not only understand

But embrace

God’s grace.

It’s ridiculous

Just how meticulously you crafted my heart.

It’s like I’m your art. 

And from the very start

When you breathed breath into my lungs

It’s as if wedding bells rung

and the angels sung

and you knew in your mind

that this was the time

that I would no longer love the world but I would call You mine.

A story of love,

I think this takes the cake

No one thing about you is artificial

Not one thing is fake.

 

Comment by Victoria Taylor on January 10, 2012 at 7:01pm

Hello everyone, 

I pray that you will bring glory to God through your poetry. 

Comment by pvariel on December 10, 2011 at 4:24pm

Happy to join in here too

Great places.

Keep it up

best

Phil

Comment by Prettyface on November 15, 2011 at 3:08pm

The Tree is root and bound to the Grow .  But I never complain The wind beats Me and turn Me all around Break My lems and sometimes blows Me Down to the ground But I never Complain I get struck by lighting and even set on fire but I never complian .  I sometimes get throwed from one side of the road to the other side of the road but I never complain I even get cut down and plaanted against My will but I never Compain  .  So Human Being Tell Me why you got in Made and God gave you Dominion over the Earth and Yet all you do Is ignore God and Complain  And you have been here such a Short Time I be heree Since the Begining of Time and I will Be here Until the End of Time .  Be Bless

Comment by Betty Pagan on September 12, 2011 at 8:28am

The Butterfly   By Betty Pagan

Caterpillar, you're about as ugly as can be-Crawling on your belly to meet your destiny-Where are you heading to I wonder if you know-You need not rush in getting there your moving is too slow-Hold on, am I seeing things what's this I see that flies?-This caperpillar, now a butterfly before my eyes- Amazing how this insect immediately changed place-From crawling on it's belly, to flying into space-This insect once was ugly but now with beauty rare-You know, it's got me thinking God gives a message there-My life was like that insect my ugliness was sin-My life had no direction I was struggling deep within-And then I met my Jesus for my sins, He chose to die-By trusting Him as Savior I became that butterfly-For now I'm free, my sins paid full,believing is the key-Are you that caterpillar? Be a butterfly like me

Comment by Tina Sabatino on August 16, 2011 at 10:56pm

Calm me, O Lord,as You stilled the storm,

Still me, O Lord, keep me from harm,

 Let al the tumult within me cease,

 Enfold me, Lord, in Your peace.

Comment by Sandry Hanson on June 5, 2011 at 12:48pm

I just found "Keep the Faith" today.  I too write poetry and share it with friends.  I came back to Christ three years ago while in jail.  There, too, God gave me back the gift of writing.  The attached poem is the first I wrote while in jail.  God continues to reveal Himself working in my life.  In%20the%20Still%20Quiet%20Center%20Black.pdf

Comment by Brian McKay on May 4, 2011 at 10:11pm

Hi to all, just thought I might share a poem or two. Hope they bless you and encourage you.

I want to have

Passion for my Saviour

Compassion for his people

Be broken of my will

Desiring you Lord alone

 

I want to be

Humbled before you Father

Filled with your Spirit

A servant not a master

Bowing before your throne

 

Comment by Natalie Marie Branden on April 28, 2011 at 6:53am

She climbed her way up and out of the mess

And finally freed thine own duress

She is singing again

From deep inside her spirit torn

Sounding off she deeply mourns

It’s safe

Somehow she knows and does not question

God speaks to her thru all my lessons

Oh did I forget to mention

We are freed for good without a question

You did the work and earned your wings

Now its time my angel she sings

This in particular time pays close attention

And sings she does without direction

About a sweet soul we both know

Who powered by her faith and its conception

Survives our very old friend my child’s deception

She cries when she finds out how much time has past

Now she realizes I am not so sure we survived the crash

But neither here nor there our dreams tried and true are made to last

In mind reaching down and in without a sound I found my deepest strength

Was all I ever really needed to mend At length

I have missed you for so very long

The child in you has been reborn

Twenty years done deal and gone

At best held us down but not forlorn

My deeds are done and I am free

To live my life and safely be myself

My Child A sight to see

What a view from up here in your tree

She never had to hold her pride

She only ever needed to decide

With one lone breath and a silent cry

Her wings reborn outstretched to fly

Reveal an everlasting beauty queen

A True Butterfly a sight to see

…a poem written by Natalie Branden

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