Long Reassures Poems
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God’s blessings are new every morning
I awaken to send up praises to Him
And I want to remind you of His warning
For those who do not believe, the end is grim
God sent His one and only Son into the world
To be a sacrifice for those who would believe
Find salvation in the One who has whirled
Each of us into a dance that we could never conceive
A dance of faith that believes in real praise
A dance of joy that fills us up with pure wonderment
A dance of hope that reassures all our days
A dance of love that gives true abandonment
God’s blessings are alive with a roaring fire
Revealing compassions that come from above
His revelations are the miracles that inspire
Enlightenment and a rich creativity built by love
God sent His one and only Son into the world
To save us from sins that would be an end to us
Thanks to Him, all our sins have been buried
In a past that is cast far away so there is no fuss
We no longer need to cry about our dreadful past
He has saved us from the darkest night of terror
He answers prayers that come from the heart if asked
And gives renewed hope to those who prepare her
Heart… Give it to the Lord God above, Jesus of Nazareth
The One who brings the greatest peace and love
The One who brings blessings that are earth shattering
His salvation is the greatest gift sent from above
Jesus is the answer to every problem!
Have faith and believe He is the good Shepherd
He is filled with a love and peace that is awesome
With Him living inside, you’ll be alive forever
When my heart beats louder than thunder,
my hand trembles, my mind quakes…
there is One who is more than a victor –
He is light, love and life – He is my invitation…
Into paradise!
When my heart feels like giving up,
and all I see around me is doubt and strife,
there comes One who meets me in my night,
washes away the shadows, fills me with joy –
the wonder of knowing Him, true love!
When my heart beats so quickly, filling me
with anxieties, fears that just won’t let me remember
He is here. He is real. He is the victor when I need to feel
sure that this prayer has been heard, this feeling
- though fearful, is a feeling that will leave me alone,
- when I finally meet Him, there in my heart
- forever my Savior, forever the Son, forever and always
He is the only ONE who can silence – even the darkest storms!
When my heart feels like it can’t possibly go on,
like the fears and tears are more than I can bear,
like everywhere I look – there is pain and sorrow,
defeat…
it is then that I look up toward the heavens, where I know
there is ONE more faithful than I can even imagine,
more faithful than the greatest faith I’ve seen,
more faithful than I have ever hoped to see – His love
is the greatest love that has ever been and His love will sustain
me, through every sorrow, every sin, every aching feeling
that comes when there are dark days, storm clouds and fears…
thanks to this man called Jesus… I have a Comforter,
and grace that gives me the strength to face whatever comes,
even in doubt…
He makes a way out of the hurt – and into the hope
That reassures me, there is a love more alive than I can describe,
This is love that survives throughout all time – a love that is mine
Because He came and died – rose from the tomb,
To bring salvation to me and you!
I’m so very thankful that He is FAITHFUL!
He’s the rainfall that nourishes my soul
He’s the joy that lights up my life
He’s the music playing inside my heart
He’s the hope that reassures my thoughts
He’s the whisper in my prayers
He’s the grace freeing me from strife
He’s the inspiration igniting my smile
He’s the sense of purpose inside my mind
He’s the praise that pulses through my veins
He’s the rhythm and rhyme in my poetry
He’s the reason I feel so much love within
He’s the friend that never fails me
He’s the warmth in the morning sunshine
He’s the peace when all is said and done
He’s the Savior who made a way for me
He’s the Son who I know was raised for me
He’s the King of Kings who I praise eternally
He’s Jesus – the Lord of everything forevermore
He’s blessed me more times than I can name
He’s protecting me with each passing day
He’s creating me as I grow in the way I pray
He’s life for me and unending kindness
He’s the light who guides my dreams
He’s the One I will always love
Wonder of Wonders – He’s the power of Christmas!
Scraped, friendly freckled face falls to benchtop
Starchy spud plays poker, blank slate envelope
Lost costume spotted cape, super elixir escapade
Layers on shiny raised scars, recovery escalates
Sticking plaster, milky soak soothes, heat tempered
Compost bound bandaid quells Hell unrelented
Derma learns renewal, Nurse dresses fire sore victim
Tugged taut rawness fades, subsiding symptom
Nerida never administers synthetic medicine
She reassures peel press is healing essence
Piano punctuations plod, then pace, parade
Figaro notes frolick over keys, aural first aid
Choral cure prays perfect circle curse moon miracle
Stroking fingers fuse potato to patient, glue
Discarded skin glimmers in kitchen, hopeful sunbeam
Her burn potion infuses through bloodstream
6th May
Quick Recovery
He reaches out and reassures her that he is different.
Part of her really wants to believe.
She has not had a daddy for a long time.
But the last stepdaddy was not a good guy.
She still has bruises and breaks.
Her heart is a puzzle of disjointed cracks and crevices.
He speaks softly, giving her pretty words.
This alarms her, for it was the last guy’s way.
The guy who punished harshly, and threw her around.
He mentions religion, thinking this will reassure her.
She remembers being hit with the Bible until the cover tore off.
Religion is not helping her get over this fear to trust.
He brings his mother over.
She is a kind woman, anyway she appears kind.
But so did the last guy’s mother, until they were alone
Then some really bad things happened.
She wants to trust. She would love to have a Daddy.
But her heart is in pieces; it is going to take time.
Five years ago he joyously visited the maternity ward;
now it is the oncology floor.
Kindergarten will not be in the cards this year -
just lots of tears.
She has the same bald head she bore
when he coached his wife through
the Lamaze breathing they both had trained for;
the ponytails she beautifully wore in between
her hospital stays are long forgotten.
Cancer made her a motherless child two years ago;
now it promises to re-unite mother and daughter.
He tries to keep up a brave front –
but fails miserably.
It is hard to believe in the Saints for which hospitals are named
when these are the same buildings in which loved ones
are taken from us far too soon.
Unfortunately, he recognizes many of the nurses who cared for his wife.
“Hello, Daddy”, she smiles weakly as he enters her room;
“I am going to see Mommy soon, aren’t I”, she asks.
The lump in his throat prevents an answer.
“It’s okay, Daddy”, the sick child reassures her grieving father.
He cannot hold back the tears he promised not to show her.
“Now, instead of us missing Mommy, Mommy and I will be missing you.
And you can pray to both of us before going to bed,
like we do now to Mommy.”
“Tell her I still love her,” he manages to say through his tears.
“She knows, Daddy.”
“And …”
“I know, Daddy.”
She closes her eyes.
He has to walk past the Maternity Ward
on his way out of the hospital to the funeral parlor.
Written and posted on August 25, 2011 by Knot Telling
The night grows silent after you have gone
I sigh, knowing it was you I could count on
Moon glows quietly, pouring out her light
While the stars glisten across the dusky night
The night reminds me that I’m utterly alone
Oh my, how our time together has flown?
When will I see you again… in the eternal
Where we’ll elude the unending nocturnal
The night sings of the sun’s soft beckoning
From morning’s heart – tis’ the day of reckoning
When the yesterday trembles with disbelief
Because this day is such an auspicious relief
The night grows weary with its revelations
Tender admissions of the heart’s foundations
Quivering hues of wonders and veracities
Abiding in the soul with adoring capacities
The night gentles those who know its beauty
Love this alive is more than the heart’s duty
This is the blessing that never stops giving
Because we know God, we are really living
The night is like an honest look at His grace
And the moments excite like hope’s embrace
Wherever you go, remember He is there
And, whatever you do, know that He’s aware
Let go of the pain, the struggles and strife
Take hold of His hand and find eternal life
Know the love that comes to hearts who agree
God gave His Son to set the prisoner free…
The night surely knows that the prisoner was me
And while I don’t have the words, I finally see
Beyond the darkness of the past, there is a hope
Hope that heals and reassures that I can truly cope
Wherever I go, I know the love that leads my soul
And as long as I look to Jesus, my heart will be whole
So that I can see beyond the prayers and praise
To the love that colors me in this grace that will amaze
Wherever I go, God walks with me and guides me
I’m sure that He’s stronger than the strongest tree
And when I look to Him, there I’ll find the assurance
He is the power that offers my heart its insurance
The night whispers to me about all that I’ve left behind
But I know the One who is so beautiful and kind
He tells me that this love is always going to be mine
With Him, I have eternal life and that is the bottom line!
I lie here in the placid darkness
Silent and still all around
I am reminded of a night as such
When love we unknowingly found.
Indeed, it was a long time ago
Although still feeling like yesterday
And that alone calmly reassures me
Together, we've come a long way.
I do know it's not quite the same
Lately, we drive each other insane
But i wouldnt have it any other way
And have nothing else to gain.
I'm sorry for giving you a hard time,
But it sucks not having you here
And it makes me miss you so much
That i always want you near.
Hold on to this sweet love, will you?
It's surely worth all these tiny sorrows
I know i can get through anything
If i have you in all my tomorrows.
He is the strength
Beneath all my belief
He brings me hope and peace
Kindness, faith and grace
All the love that I can imagine
His wonderous might
Is beyond my conceiving
He is the strength
That brings my heart wisdom
He is the light
That thrives when I’m dreading
The darkness that comes
From the hopelessness of depression
The bleakness of despair
He is the strength
Behind all my feelings
His grace reassures me
That peace is inside my soul
Light whispers through my hope
Joy sings from my spirit
He is the strength
Under my wildest dreams
He silences all my worry
With reassurance and encouragement
Promise that He will always be there
Giving me the answers, the second chances
The faith to reach out in anticipation
Of all the gifts that He blesses
He is the strength
That guides my hand
When I can’t really understand
But still believe that, with Him, I can
Make my dreams come true
Realize the sweetness of pure truth
Awaken the dawn with the likelihood
Of a moment filled with praise
A moment that remembers His grace
A moment that abides in faith
A moment when He surely amazes
He is the strength
That abides in my soul
When I sincerely believe
When I surely know
He is my light, my only hope
The reason for my love
The love that grows and grows
Sure that He will answer each prayer
With the inspiration that is aware
He is my God and I am His child
He is my King and I am the result of His light
He is my Creator and I am His creation
He is my Love and I am the One who praises
Because He is alive, shining bright
Filling up my heart and soul
With a love that is forever astonishing me!
Times were hard – that is what they said
When they told me about their early years -
before I was there, their son
Filled with the hunger of youth, the lust
For life, passion – the truth
Times were not easy – and I could tell
Life had been a journey
Through fears, tears and years
Between rocks and hard places, through
Darkness and dread, doubts
That left them with questions
And uncertainty that bled through the
Joy that longed to give them hope
Wipe the slate clean, so they might see
What love reveals when it stills
The beating of heart who is living
With a past that is so unforgiving
Times were hard – and their souls bled
From the wounds they’d acquired
Damage that couldn’t be settled
With bandages or dressings that might
Seem like the thing to do
When pain erases all the good
Times were hard – but they never let go
The blessings that comforted, the ones
That soothed and uplifted,
Blessings of love that came from believing
Despite the worries that erases hope
Despite the struggles that bring mistrust
Despite all the differences that came along
To destroy their faith, their joy, their peace
They found a way to believe in their hearts
That His love would see them through
Cleaning the slate so that they could find
The beautiful secreted
Beneath the darkest of nights
Times might have been hard, but they knew
With love, they could travel
This world with one assurance –
Light and love comes alive inside those
Who know that the struggle
Is actually a blessing in disguise
Because when He decides to erase the pain,
Hearts have so much to gain –
As He wipes away the past, there is a promise
That, with time – these will only become
Memories of hard times, memories
That assure hearts – they can survive
They have what it takes to face their hurt
And, despite the damage, venture
Into the future with assurance that,
With love – anything is possible,
And everything, surely, will be made good again
He cleans the slate every morning
When we wake to the new dawn
Lift our eyes to the fresh thoughts
Delight in the beauty of our hopes
He is love and as long as we live, we know
His love is the truth that reassures
In spite of hard times, there is so much good!
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