God Uses My Hand

When I used to read the poems that I had written 
I would be amazed and truly surprised 
for I was aware that I wrote good poetry 
but they turned out better than I would have realized. 
Today I know better than I did way back then 
I know that these words that I write are not mine 
they could not have been created in a heart made of flesh 
because their author is all powerful and divine. 
I know that I could not think of these words alone 
nor possess such creativity 
God Himself created the words that I write 
and then put all of these feelings in me. 
When I'm inspired to write a new poem 
I know that it's God giving me inspiration 
He then goes through me and uses my hand 
to give life to His wonderful creation. 
When I am inspired I am one with His Spirit 
which to me is unbelievably exciting 
for God is giving me His thoughts to share with the world 
and He is doing it using my handwriting. 
I used to take all credit for the poems that I wrote 
but I don't now for I finally understand 
that all of my poems were created by God 
He just chose to use my hand. 
by 
Benjamin Macieo Davis 
ThePrinceofPoetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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