Faithful days and restful nights, he lived through storm and drought.
A promise fulfilled, the Lord gave him love and salvation.
I watched him each day pray, worship and serve others devout,
Taking the hand of Jesus, he walked in light of redemption.
Happily, he would share God’s love with all who would listen.
In dark of midnight hour, he felt the warmth of a rising sun.
Standing at his heart’s door, the light of the Lord’s love glistened,
And turning the knob, a gift to give, his battle had been won.
Problems soon came, illness threatened, from the Lord, away he turned.
Often he would raise his fists, shouting in blame with trembling rage.
Where light once glowed bright from within, now his anger burned,
Echoing thoughts of his loss, his weak body on fallen stage.
Restless were his nights and bitter the endless days of grief.
Forgiveness would take a miracle, so I prayed for a new start.
Unwavering was my diligence, I knew his earthly days were brief.
Like lightning to the tallest tree, the greatest love at last pierced his heart.
To the cross, he was carried where Jesus paid the ultimate price.
He surrendered, remembering he was never forsaken.
I felt the peace with his last breath and steadfast love suffice.
Never to be burdened by this world’s sickness, sorrow and sin.
Given gift of heavenly light, one day I’ll see him again.
For Mystic Rose's Faith Is A Powerful Thing Contest, 1/10/15
*a work of fiction, but the faith and feelings are true.
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015
on this special day
I doest say
that thy mother is of graceful sort
it hath been said she is devine
and I do holdeth this to be true
now dearest mother may I be so bold
to tell you the sun still shinest on one so old
as true as this be
you still grasp your faith
like the roots of a tree
tis said you are wise
and this I have found true
the eye doeth grow deceived when it is drawn upon you
as your thoughts become known
only then your age is shown
Copyright © brandy wassam | Year Posted 2014
B ridge Over Troubled Water...
R ealizing I am not above trouble...
I am human to a fault...
D ecisions in life to be crossed...
G od knows my life stands at the alter...
E ternity is my bridge over troubled water...
O ver Troubled Water...
V ictory in the mist of my troubles...
E ven when I make the same mistakes...
R ivers of troubled water will take place...
T roubled Water...
R eality sinks in, through the flow of the river...
O nly that can be seen, by the unseen eye...
U nderneath the bridge there lies...
B eneath the waters that flow...
L ies awaiting the answer to our call...
E very decision that can be made over...
D ecides our destiny through troubled waters...
A s clear as the answer to our troubles...
T akes us on to a new life...
E ternity, forever illuminated by the living Christ...
R ealizing that He is the answer to, Bridge Over Troubled Water...
By: Cinda M Carter
Contest...Bridge Over Troubled Water
Copyright © Cinda Carter | Year Posted 2014
Regret for my sins, a godly remorse
Effect is that I start to change my course
Penitent over my sinful infractions
Elicits modification of my actions
Needing God’s grace, my ways to amend
Trusting the Lord, His help He will send
Avowing to turn my back upon sin
Now a fresh start, I can begin
Confessing my wrongs and them forsaking
Ever the path I need to be taking.
Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017
Reassuring Eternal Salvation Union with God Receiving Rewards Election Completely made whole Time Is Over No more death sorrow or pain
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014
Trinity refining me..'
Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2013
Copyright © diane christian | Year Posted 2013
Still sacrificing needs for us on altars that surround your heart.
Unwavering your love and patience raising the two gifts from him.
Suspended hope in burden when life’s hooks come to tear you apart.
A saving faith beyond the sunset of your life as it fades dim.
Now left a man, to know the best in me, my mother did impart.
Contest: Acrostic on Mother’s Day
Sponsor: Tammy Reams
Form: Acrostic: Iambic Octameter
Grateful to God and my mother. A blessing I didn’t and will never deserve. A love upon me that I can’t fully comprehend.
Copyright © rob carmack | Year Posted 2015
Fishermen sail in a wind-tossed boat;
A figure is seen walking out on the waves.
Is it a spirit? A ghost? But Peter has faith
That this is Jesus walking on Galilee.
He says the unthinkable, "If it is You, Lord,
Invite me to come." And he heard the Master call.
Slowly at first, his eyes on the teacher;
A man like you and me walked on a stormy sea.
Peter, however, looked at the roaring waves;
One moment was all it took for his faith to waver.
"Why have I done this?" he thought, and afterward
Every second dragged him downward, where he looked.
Remembering Jesus, he looked up and cried, "Save me!"
Feeling at once a powerful hand reach down to his own;
Up from the depths he was lifted by One who was there,
Listening all the while for a desperate, heartfelt cry;
Trying to show the quickly sinking fisherman how
He only had to look to Him in faith and seek His help
In any impossible circumstance, and He would be there.
Now Peter believes this, because they walked together back to the boat.
God and faith are more powerful than a fearsome storm or the laws of nature.
Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2015
O~n occasion, the mind accretes to, "the hurt," when facing
V~icissitudes; blinded by, "the better nature," causing to
E~fface the focus from the Architect while simultaneously
R~aising questions why. Impatience encourages the
C~ollaboration of misery to consult with those of the same mind.
O~nly then to find temporary pleasure due to humanly clocks power.
M~entally drained by dint of attacks upon attacks; seemingly to be
I~nsufferable and impregnable. Though the Architect,
N~ever vanishes and will never vanish from the scene. So,
G~ive and release all apprehension with entire trust.
S~torms will arise from daybreak to nightfall. It must be remembered the
A~rchitect of whom in total control oversees misery so
N~ever question the authority. Become courageous and
D~etermined that, "This Too Shall Pass." Be conscious of
S~trength, wisdom and knowledge evolving afterwards.
T~oday, focus on the size of the Architect and Not
O~n what the mind can't do. Always
R~emain prayerful and faith filled.
M~ust never ignore the Architect of whom created life's puzzle
S~hifting all elements of sand in place from day to day.
(To those who will receive)
Vicissitudes- Ups and Downs
Contest Title: Build Your Own Sand
Copyright © Pace INK-U-SCRIPT | Year Posted 2013
M other we honor her....
O vercomer in trials and tribulations,
T ruthful for she keeps her word and her obligations.
H elpful to all that needs a helping hand,
E verlasting love through time that stands.
R ighteousness of Christ,
S elfless from start to finish through her life.
L ove that is enduring...
O nly with her love, she is always reassuring.
V isits the lonely whenever she can,
E ternally blessed, with Jesus love she stands.
Dedicated to my mother who has stayed with our family through thick and thin...
Written in May of 2009...This poem was written when she was in the nursing home.
On her birthday of June 27th of this year she would have been 83,
But is now with the Lord since August 17, 2010.
Copyright © Cinda Carter | Year Posted 2014
U nder My Umbrella,
N eeding protection and relief.
D etermined in life to be made complete.
E verlasting Father,
R endering my life underneath, Your cover.
M y Umbrella,
Y our mercy granted through God's, Son.
M ade to use for my own protection in sunshine or rain.
B eneath the shadow of my umbrella there remains,
R easons the umbrella is simply unique.
L ovely for a sunny day, made complete.
L ong days of rain or in the days of sun rays.
A dds to a day, Under My Umbrella...Under the shadow of His wings.
Copyright © Cinda Carter | Year Posted 2014
G od's unmerited favor toward mankind
R esurrection of our Lord and Savior
A scension to the right hand of God the Father
C ross on which He suffered and died for our sins
E ternal life through the shedding of His blood
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2013
Give those in this world peace, each with a few friends.
Ordain those that embrace differences within each other.
Deliver the world from the darkness of hate with love.
Insulate us from the darkness that leads to our death.
Spread the seeds of thankfulness, hope and dreams.
Let man remember the gifts, blessings and lessons in life.
Occupy their hearts with a promise of a life with increase.
Victory begins with the purging of envy and selfish ambitions.
Eternal life begins with trust and loving one another.
Edward J Ebbs - 08/31/2014
Copyright © Edward Ebbs | Year Posted 2014
Warm ,tingly, vibrate and calm
yet astonishing, amazing
Calm, nurturing, beautiful
Oh so rare
Delightful, graceful, and subconsciously aware
but plainly distinct
Second chances, forgiveness, and divine
Breathe Of Light
has been set forth for me
Through my personal tragedies
Cancer, auto accidents, personal issues
Death couldn't declare
Heartache, broken relationships
loss of loved ones to bear
images of hell at a stare
Breathe of Life
has been set forth for me
White doves, rainbows
Angels in the realm
Oh so grim
Hallelujah I scream
Breath Of Life for me
has been set forth
For it's not a dream
It's my reality!
Copyright © Chondale Smith | Year Posted 2015
Yearning to be free from sin and self,
I bow before my Savior God and King.
Earnestly I seek Your tender mercies,
Laying down my life an offering.
Dying to my will I live for Yours.
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2013
Faith is a powerful thing
A source of help in times of trouble
It can lift up the soul to new heights
Toward the expanse of the heavens
How blessed are those who find it.
I was lost and alone in the world
Suffering silently and without hope.
Adrift in a sea of people.
Plagued and tossed about by stormy seas
Oppressed and burdened by a myriad of sins
Weighed down and hoping to be rescued
Even then, God's love broke through my dark heart
Rescuing me with His Mighty Spirit
Filling my mind with promises from His Word
Unwavering in His Love, He saved me
Lifting me out of the depths of the darkness.
To live securely held by God's everlasting Arms
His great Love and Holy Spirit have comforted me
I have been transformed by the blood of Christ
Now I am a new creation and changed forever
Gone are my burdens and sorrows. He has given me life.
Written on 1/11/2015
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2015
Holy One, God's own Son, PIERCED for me
Every sin, put Him there, on that cross
What love, I know not why, SAVING Grace
Alone, apart from God, The Father
Separated, by your sins and mine
Pardoned, by His sacrifice, He GAVE
I, so unworthy, yet so grateful
Everlasting assurance, FINISHED
Restored, through Christ's shed blood, I AM FREE
Conquering death, Jesus ROSE again
Even now, sitting at God's right hand
Day and night, I thank Him, PIERCED for me.
Written on 2/25/2015
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2015
If your burdens have you down and
You feel you’ve lost your way, you
Need not wander life along
A path that aimless strays
Friend to friend, you’re not alone
I’m here, and will abide
Sailing through the storms of woe
Right beside you, I will guide
Behind you, in your sails I’ll blow
Like the wind that carries you on
A new horizon will be your map to
Bridge the great beyond
Over the side, in faith you’ll step on the
Troubled and shifting tide
Water will roil and fear may call, but
I am here, and will abide
Will you trust and walk with me?
Ease in and you may find
Your faith will grow upon each step and
Mind the test of time
Christopher Thor Britt (2/11/2014)
Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2014
EPIPHANY - Acrostic
They came from the East, the three wise men,
Following a star that Prophesied a King,
A Shepherd of Israel Immanuel his name, in a
Stable in Bethlehem Precious gifts and adoration.
'I'd like to worship!', Herod declared.
Until in a dream the Astrologers were warned.
God’s gift of love for New Year, as foretold,
is Christ the heart of Yuletide and light of the world.
by Jean McLoughlin
Copyright © Jean McLoughlin | Year Posted 2016
Infants are naturally propagators of this quality
No direct blend with vices and curiosity, also
Not knowing at all is a huge cover
Over such mind seemingly pure
Carnality is naïve even though it sticks around
Ego is still searching for shade to comfort in
Naughtiness and craftiness yet to rent in this mind
Completely far from participating in wrongs
Easy to detect but not only from countenance and outlook
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
December resonates throughout the earth
Echoing the advent, the holy birth, of a
Child long ago with frankincense, myrrh and gold, He
Embraced a life of charity and sacrifice, if all be told
Miracles he performed; many lives He has reformed
Blessed is the season and the spirit which has
Engaged the whole world in a conspiracy of love, as we
Remember that child born to save the souls of everyone
Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine | Year Posted 2014
Never will I leave you hungry, thirsty or in need of comfort child
Each day as the sun rises, I will be at your side, all the time. The
Validity of life is in your hands, so make it worthy of my love's refrain
Enter into union with me, my heart is your peace and I am "The Blessed One"
Renounce all evil and temptation, come to the greater side of good. I'm
Always close enough to hear your heart beat and I can hear your every plea
Love is the answer to cessation, join me at the table and partake with me
Wayward ways will always lead you to the wage of sin, traverse and
Alight the path for others, for everyone on earth is your brother
You are my child, and I have made you to my image, your eyes, your
Smile, your lips, they are a simile the divine, cause you are mine
Sometimes you have doubt
On the abilities you have
Make time for prayer
Each and every day
Trust in the unseen
It is only with the heart that
My love can be felt
Each and every day
Serve me your smile
It's all I need my child, to close the mile...
Contest Name: Never - Always - Sometimes
February 9, 2016
Copyright © Mystic Rose | Year Posted 2016
Choirs of children singing gleefully
Hand bells and ‘Silver Bells’ ringing
Red holly and mistletoe ‘Deck the Halls’
In preparation for Christmas morning
Snowflakes teasing a ‘White Christmas’
Traditions followed and being made
Midnight Mass along with hugs and kisses
Angelic ‘Silent Night’ throughout the land
Solemn celebration of the birth of Jesus
Children productions of nativity watched
All praying for peace on earth and good will
Ritual reading of ‘Jolly Old St. Nicholas’ to those
Only staying awake from excitement and thrill
Listening for Santa's reindeer landing on roof
Smiling parents leave cookie crumbs as proof
‘Christmas Carols Contest’ by Kelly Deschler
Copyright © Susan Gentry | Year Posted 2015
C hrist Jesus born this day
H eaven shines his star for the
R ighteous heart and the wise man
I nvocation of the Christian Faith
S pirit of God in the flesh
T eaching truth and love to mankind
M essiah of our salvation
A sends to Heaven and becomes our
S avior, Lord and Kind Amen
V irgin Mary
reason for the season
Happy Birthday Jesus
Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014
"There but for the grace of God go I",I heard them say,then they passed an addict begging on the streets and walked away,
They call themselves God's children and through Gods lands they roam,but the homeless don't get charity,cause charity begins at home,
There but for the grace of God go I and don't ya know,don't bother asking for thier help they'll only turn and go,
So much for christian values leave them stacked up in the shelf,they'll tell you God will only help the man who helps himself,
There but for the grace of God go I it's just a farce,so take your Christian values now and shove them up your arse,
It's nothing but hypocrisy it's flagrant and it's rife,ther quick enough to pass remarks on someone elses life,
So ther but for the grace of God go I 'n' aint it true,don't think that you're above it friend,one day it could be you.
Copyright © julie-ann jones | Year Posted 2014
S-aviour is what you are to me,
you rescued me from a life of immorality.
A-shamed ashamed of how I use to be,
thank you Lord, you set me free!
V-ile and Wicked was my name,
you died on the cross and bore my shame.
I-magine how I would have been,
if Jesus had not bore my sin.
O-rder would not have been restored,
because such a price I could not afford.
U-nited with Christ is my desire to stay,
now, forever and always.
R-edeemer and King my God you are,
my all in all, my life, my Star!!
January 14, 2016
Psalm 144 verses 3 & 4.
Copyright © Carlene Simpson | Year Posted 2016
You have granted me life and favor, and Your care has preserved my spirit. Job 10:12
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; my cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Psalm 23:5–6
What is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of man that You visit him? For You have made him a little lower than the angels, and You have crowned him with glory and honor. You have made him to have dominion over the works of Your hands; You have put all things under his feet. Psalm 8:4–6
Then he will pray to God, and He will accept him, That he may see His face with joy, And He may restore His righteousness to man.
therefore the LORD longs to be gracious to you, And therefore He waits on high to have compassion on you For the LORD is a God of justice; How blessed are all those who long for Him
"The LORD your God is in your midst, A victorious warrior He will exult over you with joy, He will be quiet in His love, He will rejoice over you with shouts of joy. Amen
Copyright © diane christian | Year Posted 2015
The keeper of god’s love.
Being an Angel in the sky.
Watching you and I.
Sitting there on your cloud,
Playing cards, and hanging around.
Playing your harp.
Singing a song.
Hoping humans come along.
God says “ Angel go to earth, go find the person who spoke first
Bring him here bring him to me,
This is your mission you see. “
“Yes my lord.” The angel as gone to find the first person,
Who sang this song.
Amazing Grace, that super song.
Go find john, go find him, and bring along,
We need to know how he,
sung that song.
The slaves that have long gone,
The ships that carried this beautiful song,
Oh my gosh were as John gone?
He can’t go far, the planets so small,
Why his he not standing tall?
The tune for that song he did not create,
It was hummed by his cargo
A, dark mass of slaves in a horrid state.
John must of thought this was bad, and it made him so very sad .
Copyright © gary phoenix | Year Posted 2013
J ust about ready to break through the clouds
E very eye shall see the Messiah in His glory
S ome will be taken up; others will remain behind
U need to read the Holy Book to understand this story
S o what will you do with this man named Jesus?
L earn to trust and obey his commandments
I s eternity in a lake of fire worth a short while of pleasure?
V ery soon we will all be standing before his book of life
E ach and every person upon the face of this earth
S o decide today; Will you choose Jesus or the ole serpent?
For P.D.'s Contest-Acrostic Time #2
Written by Gwendolen Rix
Copyright © Gwendolen Song | Year Posted 2014