Best Faithfather Poems
. Not long ago I had
done something wrong
committed a sin and
the pain that I felt was
as real and suffocating
as any physical pain
I’d ever felt. My shame
and my sadness were so
heavy upon me, the guilt ached in my heart. The realization then
came to me if I felt so wounded and broken and ashamed and
separated from my Father what then did it feel like to be You? I realized
the harshness of your sentence. The pain and guilt I now felt, You my
Jesus felt that multiplied by every sin I had ever committed or will ever.
Oh my God your love
Sins from the beginning
of our creation until it is
finished It’s no wonder to
me now that your heart
burst within you. To be
blameless and willingly
pay for our transgressions
To take upon yourself and
be so guilty that your Father
could not look upon You. Forgive
me my Lord for the pain I have
grieved you and for the grief I
will continue to cause. I will
never understand your love
THE HOUSE THAT GOD BUILT 2/22/03
My soul resides in the house that God built,
it was placed there with no shame, no worries, no guilt.
As long as I live there, I’ll be on easy street,
Any and everything I need and want for will be handed to me on a silver platter.
My God holds has all of the clout.
It’s furnished with Agape love, and it’s homey presence is filled abundantly with a
Heavenly sense of God The Father & His Jesus His Son.
The omnipotent one whose sacrifice is greater a gift than I’ll ever know,
And His grace and mercy is everlasting, yet His beauty is constant to bestow.
While in the house that God built, I’ll stay focus wholeheartedly towards Thee,
And if I fall short or fall by the wayside my Father will set my soul free.
No bricks, no stone, no wood nor clay, I just repent and trust Him and he leads the way.
This house will never falter nor fall, as long as on Jesus
The original builders name I call.
Hallelujah Christ Arose
Heavenly hosts and angels with God sing.
Man, enlightened, living Truths, great joy brings.
Jesus Christ was strong; so, He came to earth.
Living to die a mortal death since birth.
Everlastingly outshining evil.
Loving all peoples and teaching the right,
Understanding God’s ways, He brought new light.
Inuring to us freedom from sins, blames.
A loving Savior, Jesus Christ sustains.
He pleased our Father and praised His name.
Charity was by His examples taught.
Heavenly Father, through Christ, mercy wrought.
Remembering Father and eternal loss.
Instead of self-love, He died on the cross.
Subjected to Satan, Christ overcame.
To earn back our lives, steady love remains.
Atonement for sin was paid on that hill.
Reliving in heaven, He won God’s will.
Omnipotent love He gave us, forever.
So we could live in Heaven together.
Eternal death by God and faith, fettered.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 7th, 2010
Poetic form: Acrostic
A worry rock in a man's hand
Smooth as a calm lake in July
Asking only to be loved
With a troubled past he leaves behind
With Expectations of love he waits
For another mate for him to find
In his eyes you can see that he is real
A Lost love trapped deep down inside
Spirituality and religion become a question
for the answer only he himself can find
A man's true love for god
comes in the image of a young woman’s eyes
Destiny and fate
Connected into one
The Worry rock in the man's hand
Serves its purpose and is passed on
Worry no more
The precious rock speaks to the soul
A Man who was once lost
Is shown the way by an old stone
For these sticks and stones
They often do break many bones
However the worry rock is true and kind
With wishes upon wishes
And Dreams upon dreams
This Worry rock, I hope you will all find
This is dedicated to my friend Zach who told me about his worry rock that his father gave
him and how it helped him get through tough times in his life
His father found this rock in the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee in a stream on the mountain
and it was smooth as if it had been sculpted by god himself.
His father had it for many years and turned to it during hard times, and when he felt the time
was right he gave it to his son.
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With head in hands and weary sigh’s, I ponder what to give
For all the gift’s cost so much, why it’s even hard to live
Within the meager means of what a person makes today
I sit in quietness and listen for the answer’s as I pray.
God, can it be we want so much that we don’t really need?
The gift’s we give we value more than what you’d have us heed?
What is it Lord you’d have me give to celebrate the day
You gave us your only begotten son to show us all the way,
To be an extension of your love so every man could see
Your Glory sent to us on earth, so we your sons might be..
Oh yes my Lord! I hear you say the gift’s you’d have me give
Would be the gift’s of Love,Joy,Peace, showing others how to live.
By living an example, the gift of love would be the best
Of laying down my own way when I’m put to the test.
To give my time to listen and to hear man’s very heart
When it’s broken, badly wounded ,then your love I shall impart.
To let them know there is a father who care’s in all they do,
You are standing close to them and they can lean on you.
I’ll say, our father knows us from beginning to the end.
Not only he's our father but wants to be our greatest friend.
I’ll tell them of your son you gave, for us he took our place.
Upon the cross he gave his life for all of the human race.
The crown of thorn’s upon his head, the nails in his hands and feet
The sword thrust in his side, his blood made all complete
What more could mortal man do , than for us all to die?
And as he bowed his head in death, forgive them was his cry.
Oh but now comes Joy, of it our heavenly angles sing
For on the third day he arose, we claim him as our King
Every man that hears, and will believe, that Jesus is our Lord
Can have the same Joy that he gives, for it’s a unbroken cord
That links together Love, Joy, Peace and in everything I do
I’ll give those gifts from God above…I give them now to you.
Infinite Love
I was there the day he came home
He had been gone such a long time
Through many lands he did roam
And now he returned without a dime
I watched the somber look on his face
I felt his anxiousness; his fear
As he walked, he slowed his pace
To his father’s house he drew near
He had prepared a speech to give
He didn’t deserve to be called son
He didn’t even deserve to live
He knew all the wrong he had done
In the distance he heard his father shout
Surprised and perplexed, he waited
I then wondered what this was about
Soon my curiosity would be sated
His father ran up to him, embracing him
Not at all the reaction the man expected
The father then said how he’d missed him
Amazingly the man’s fear was not reflected
Stuttering and stammering he now stumbled
Flowing, the tears were in a steady stream
As he felt the love, he was so humbled
He had not imagined this, even in his dreams
I know the story of that man so well
Who receives forgiveness from above
The reason it was so easy to tell?
I am he, set free by an infinite love!
Father I fall to my knees, I weep in agony and strife
I feel the hands of death gripping me tight holding me still
I dream of hope and hope to be, yet in my own memory hope is lost
Lost past beyond my own reality, the angels of Heaven see my winding ways
I have lost it all, my job, my car and not to mention my home
I weep, I seek for aid with in my family and they know not of me
Will I fall to break my spirit on the bottom where forgotten rocks lay
It hurts deep down in my soul to be all alone
To have no one to turn to for aid when times are trouble
The pain of having your closest ones turn the knife on you when you only seek comfort
My mother and father can't even see eachother yet help me?
When I was but a young boy my father denied me to the world I was just some bum he helped
All I wanted was a loving family, a group of love to cherish my ideas
To give me warmth when I was cold blue
A pair to see my dreams as gold, and help me plant the root of my future
I am now 21 years old, and I go back to the streets where death lives
I won't fear for my God will too be there
And I will pray to my Lords will, as I shall serve to His glory
Father I come upon You, as You are everywhere
I confess that I am a sinner, I open my heart to you Jesus
I believe that you died on the cross and made me anew
I pray the Holy Spirit live inside me
For always and forever in the name of my savior Lord Jesus amen
the loving father guides us and strengthens us every single day
if we take a wrong path we hear his voice gently say
my child walk this way,
the loving father comforts us when we are in need
we know we are in safe hands when we always let him take the lead,
he is the one who always understands
he keeps us close to his heart and hold us in his hands,
the loving father is everything you imagine him to be
he is always willing to listen to you and to me,
no matter if i am happy, sad or just feeling a little low
there is no other place that i'd rather go,
if you're in a dillema and not sure what to do
the loving father is the one who will help you get through,
the loving father will turn your sorrow into laughter
he will make you dance with glee
God is the loving father and the loving father he always will be. Amen.
happy fathers day to all you dads' on poetry soup God bless you
“The Arms of Your Grace”
By Ren R. Royal
Our Father in Heaven, our breath, our all,
By Your hands of Love and Arms of Grace,
You captivate in awe, In wonder You enthrall,
With arms wide open, to Thy Holy embrace.
Our Father in Heaven, our Redeemer, our Lord,
Our Messiah, our Savior—Hosanna we sing,
Your Glory fills the air, each note and every chord,
All Heavens and Earth—Hallelujahs shall ring.
Our Father in Heaven, Our Water ever-living,
Thy marriage feast of Heaven awaits,
Thy mercy fills, Thy grace ever-giving,
Souls overflowing to Heaven’s gates.
Our Father in Heaven, our strength, our power,
Our Lord, our Savior, our King and Friend,
Our refuge and fortress each day, every hour,
Our Alpha, our Omega, our beginning, our end.
Our Father in Heaven, our life, our salvation,
Lead us to Thy Heavenly Place,
Through the ends of the earth and Thy revelation,
Enclose us, embrace us in the arms of Your Grace.
A father is a special person in a young child's life,
He shows Him basically things he needs to make his life full and bright'
Being their for his children in sickness, in social values, and of course good health.
The father realizing that this child is a blessing, a God given wealth.
Not many are good, the Dad's teaching, the morals, are something instilled in him,
It comes naturally, given from his parents, passed down from generations, to give
morals to his children.
Like myself, I didn't listen, like others, I of course rebelled.
I thought I knew everything, making my life a living hell.
So as a rebellious son, I didn't pay attention to my father,
Running away, trying to find nothing out in the world, this I finally realize and
gathered.
By not listening to my Father, I became something of a burden and a bad person,
Not all bad, because you see, I re-grouped Through God, I learned a hard lesson.
Well my earthly father is gone now, silently in his grave,
I never told him I loved him a lot, I just wasn't that brave.
I never thanked him for his life's lessons to me.
That was a sin, and I pray that the Lord will forgive this pretty sad human being.
Now I have the Holy Father in me, the Spiritual One, the one we all need.
Through Him I can teach other children, to be better and succeed.
My earthly father did the best he could with this misguided son.
But through his devotion, his life's lessons, I turned to the loving living One.
Our Father is not of this earth and He wants us to pay attention, though sometimes it's called tough love.
We have to learn in a manner that we hard headed children learn, from our real
Father above.
If my earthly father was here, in the here and now, I'd ask for his forgiveness.
So I say this, thank you earthly father for your love, but the true lesson I learned is
from Our Father above His True Kindness.
Robert Ball
June 28, 2011
As I look to Heaven an awesome sight I see; it’s my Father looking directly at me.
With His eyes cast upon me, I sit and ponder the thought I often think of; what
have I done to deserve such a prodigious love; what deeds have I done to deserve such
merit. Looking back to the past it is not the life of my Father in which I should
inherit. In a gently and soothing voice He exclaims to me that there is much work indeed to
be done. It is the ways of the World in which the wicked are plenty and it is you
I send to spread the good news to many. It is you that I have made My call; Thus it
shall be you to spread My word to all. It is you that this burden I must rest; for the life and
the love of the Lord you must profess. It is you in which I have sent My Son and it will be in
His name the hearts of many you will have won. It is thus that I see you worthy. So have
faith my child and I will see that in your steps you will not falter, and always know that you
can look to your Father.
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Imagine being told that your body has been invaded, and the doctor said:
I can only give you medicine that will control how long you will live,
But you knowing that you’re Almighty Savior has the antidote of life to give.
Having parts cut away, in an instant all in one day,
It took God the Father six days to create the whole world, in His magnificent way.
He can top that!
He rested on the Sabbath, He knew without a doubt that everything would be okay.
Injections. MRI’s, Radiation and CAT Scans, is what the doctors factors into their
doctrine plans. Without God the Father there’d be no brain surgeons, specialist or
oncologist to second guess the knowledge and skills that the Master above sent through to
bless the doctor’s hands.
HE CAN TOP THAT!
He has the last say, not the creators that He created, called man.
It’s simple, just invite Jesus in by way of you’re heart,
No x-rays, cutting, surgery or second opinions to second guess,
Give it to God and the healing starts right there from within.
HE CAN TOP THAT!
Continue trusting the Lord and forsaking none other,
For He’s the ruler of all, the Master on call, lay you’re burdens down on him.
I’m a living witness for Christ Jesus,
He’s healed my mind, my body and my soul.
He sent the devil packing, straight back to his fiery hole.
When you read your bible, do you read as intended, simply?
Never adding your thoughts, or read something else in it?
The Lord says, "Read as babes, because only babes enter the Kingdom."
That is simply read, simply said, it's the start of wisdom.
Faith, love, wisdom, Jesus commanded to all of Humanity.
To believe in the Father, and all of us together in Christianity.
Somewhere, we puny Humans, try to out-think the Creator.
And subjecting His word, we are all becoming underachievers.
As we walk in our Spiritual walk, we should look simply,
Reading our Bibles, seeking our Father out, with humility.
We must simply read, Jesus was resurrected, we simply said,
"That through Faith, and wisdom, we believe he rose from the dead."
Conquering mankind's curse, for all of us, He payed the ultimate price,
To face death head on, to believe in our Spirit, a new life.
Simply written, simply read, is the Bibles and Jesus 's way to go,
For our Father is with us, His babes, don't you know'
Today is May 9th, and the gloom is here!
Usually this time of year on the coast it is not clear.
Today though the sun is shining through,
Maybe a sign from the Lord, winking His eyes for
me and you.
On the coast here in Santa Barbara, we go through
this every year.
It’s gray, gloomy, most of the time and the sun
usually hides and it’s not very clear.
But this morning, I was pleasantly surprised.
The Lord has let the sun shine through the clouds,
He’s allowed it to shine through His eyes.
A lot of times, we let life’s problems allow this gloom.
But through faith, we can avoid the approaching doom.
Belief in our Father is a pre-requisite, just pray in humbly
adoration and remember it’s His spirit.
It’s in all of us, if we search and look.
Having problems? Read with faith and study His holy book.
Gloom is a reality; it is with every one of us.
When we pray to our Father be happy, reverent and trust
in His son Jesus.
You see what I can't explain, I know,
You control the cycles within my Soul
Exposing the story of a girl gone "Rogue"
So Just and so you know Father Time...
I wrote a letter to the Clause, in rhyme.
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SuperHero in disguise... it freeked me out
When I first set eYes, on Him...
Reminds me of You and where we've been
Which started me thinking again
So Just and so you know...
I wrote a Letter to the Jesus too...
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Sent a CC'd to all of God's crew...
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What I've seen I can't explain
Details are hidden in the Ancient's Game
But trust my Write and what I say
There's a Spirit on the rise and it come this way
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Source did call and did confess
This World our Earth is not a mess
Distress perhaps to test Yes...
Tapping into the Human's Best...
Have faith he said, of the mustard seed.
Wasn't much to ask and so indeed, I did.
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My write sublime my rhymes intense
Stirring laughter that's Heaven sent
Senses grow and Just on Time
so
Dearest Father Rhyme!
I wrote to you ...
Via Father Time.
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In Loving trust Know Matter what.
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