Brenda Victoria Northeast Poet Free verse

Stones

I walked by the glasshouse
Everything bad was quite apparent
I felt the stones in my pocket
That I thought I should throw
But then I felt them spike my feet
I was reminded from whence I came
The rock reproved me-
Are you so pure?
You- who were born from the dust
You -whom worms shall eat

I held my hand over my heart and my mouth
And I cried - for I recognized the rocky road 
Upon which my Saviors feet did stride
I saw the pain and His bleeding feet
I saw the nail prints in His hands 
And His wounded side

Then I realized something quite profound
It was not the nails that kept Him there
Bleeding out His life blood For ALL
But the ache that was in His heart
The pain of love - kept Him there-
I repented so deeply
For I understood
That it was He that has washed away my guilt 
For I am forgiven - freely
And freely as I have received 
I must too - freely give and feel the stones too
Under my feet.

© Brenda V Northeast 25/02/2012

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Debbie Duncan September 15, 2012 at 9:00 PM very awesome words you wrote here Brenda,,,,, I read a sign a few days ago : " Do you love Jesus,,, I thought well of course I do,,,,

Elizabeth Wesley March 18, 2012 at 2:07 PM Wonderful Brenda, Our savior suffered so much in spite of His perfection and as for me, I am not worthy. Such a sad reminder of that time. Brenda Victoria Northeast April 1, 2012 at 6:45 AM None of us are worthy Elizabeth- but His LOVE is so wonderful it washes us clean and will always do so as long as we rely on Him. Love in Christ, Brenda : )

Don Johnson March 2, 2012 at 7:47 PM stones n pain renew again, a life in the hereafter, stones return the thoughts of pain, the Lord averts dfisaster.... Brenda Victoria Northeast April 1, 2012 at 6:42 AM So true Don : ) Blessings, Bren

Nette Onclaud March 1, 2012 at 3:17 PM a gripping, inspirational write, brenda... glory be! :) huggs! Brenda Victoria Northeast March 1, 2012 at 5:40 PM Thank you Nette- I only pray I have more time soon to reciprocate you all- soon I hope, love to you : ) Brenda

Anne-Lise Andresen March 1, 2012 at 3:15 PM Lovely poem Brenda. - oxox love Anne-Lise Brenda Victoria Northeast March 1, 2012 at 5:37 PM Thank you Anne-Lise xxoo : ) Brenda

Harry Horsman March 1, 2012 at 7:14 AM Wow Brenda, this is so inspiring, such faith you have. love this poem. harry Brenda Victoria Northeast March 1, 2012 at 3:13 PM Thank you Harry- yes I am continually grateful for my salvation bought for me by His great love, blessings, Brenda : )