Come to the Waters: A Hopeful Heart
How You Feel and How God Feels Poetry
Contest //Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
Contest Judged: 8/25/2025 12:00:00 AM
( 1st Place )
Written: August 10, 2025
( Inspired by Isaiah 55 and reflecting on hope and faith. )
I come not full, but open wide,
With hands unfurled quietly yearning.
Your vows fall like gentle rain--
Words that flow from wells unending!
Through the clouds silver-haired persist.
I count on the daybreak You foster,
The meadow's bare-- still run deep.
Your stillness does not imply You sleep.
Faith takes small steps on shaky ground---
trusting quietly in what You’ve planned.
Your word-- like mist may sometimes fade,
but harvest waits for gentle hands.
You say, “Come and take, no cost at all,”
so I bring trust, not trying to fall.
My heart feels weak but still reaches out,
toward waters flowing without a shout.
You see me, not just struggling hard,
but waiting patiently, and yet still thrives.
And in your eyes
I'’m not alone--
I’m known and loved
deeply known.
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