Are You Saved?

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Written on February 11, 2024

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At the end of each moment, Lies a seed – sometimes an echo, Stirring the depths of yearning, Breathless as prayers, burning. At the end of each nighttime, Lies a weed – sometimes a thought, Reflecting the music, the hues Peaceful mysteries, enchanting stillness. At the end of each risk, Lies a deed – sometimes a dream, Whispering of life, silent and meaningful, Despairing of the star strewn skies. Beyond the moments, the nights, the risks, Abides a wisdom, reassuring and flavored in kisses, Abundant as the gentling of a tenderness, Brought to life by the urgency of God’s grace, His life, breathless as praise, poured out so the world, Can be saved…

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Bill Baker

Date: 2/12/2024 8:54:00 PM

Yes, I'm saved by the grace of God and the obedience of his only begotten Son, Jesus. Hallelujah! I loved the poem, Gina, may it encourage the saved, and reach the hearts of those still searching for the Love that will fill the void of the darkest heart. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 2/11/2024 5:33:00 AM

a delightful and profound poem! I loved these initial lines: At the end of each moment, Lies a seed – sometimes an echo, Stirring the depths of yearning, Breathless as prayers, burning. Then beginning the next verse with 'weeds' was brilliant. "abides a wisdom" caught my eye as well. Am faving this one...have a lovely day, Sara

Hiya Sharma

Date: 2/11/2024 5:29:00 AM

Oh my, this is such a beautiful and profound write, dear Gina.. You've so intriguingly expressed the questioning, of whether our souls are saved at the end of each darkness, describing how the essence of God can heal our cores with his divine light. Only he can save us from the obsidian oceans, where hope ceases to reach.. Your words bring so much peace and warmth.. Loved reading this, sending you many best wishes and light, always. Keep shining and writing!

Unseeking Seeker

Date: 2/11/2024 3:40:00 AM

Great line of contemplation, Gina. I guess it is up to each soul to choose to align with God or let us say, with love. It has to be voluntary because love employs no force. People in spiritual circles speak of a mass awakening but frankly I don’t see it, which is sad. Grace is immediate and intimate, ours for the asking but we must ask. Sincerely.