Unworthiness Poems | Examples

A King Was He

I need some help, I'm requesting,
That I understood, I believe
I was in this hitch of unworthiness
Because life had thrown me a switch.

The dope was nasty and pitiless
Trying to escape this world of hostility.
After what had happened that day
My most sinful fear was yet to come by play.

I wasn't being supportive when, 
I thought I was living in hell
I ask our God for some direction
Because of the brick I had thrown away.

Please show me the lesson, my Lord,
That I am supposed to learn
If he hadn't answered when He did.
I should have burned.

Though I felt a hand on me,
I knew my goal was to be intense
It was all about to be rhapsodized
With this, he was of nobility.

Redeemer

He found me broken, restless. 
He found me dirty, not worthy, fading with every given day. 
He found me through the dark, cold fog in depths of despair. 
Ground that was once soil, now filled with mud from years of unceasing rain. 
Kneeling down on one knee, He took my face in His hands and whispered, "Daughter, let me heal your wounds past, present, and future."

This time the rain wasn’t cold, wet, or unpleasant. It was warm and smelled of roses. It was a healing rain. A rain to wash away my brokenness, restlessness, dirt of my sins, unworthiness. Dark, cold fog lifted, seeing the once flooded ground now had spring flowers, smelling of sweet nectar.

Gentle Tapping Brings Relief

It began when a woman by a pool, 
suddenly became fearful seeing water
causing her stomach to churn. 
Just from looking at the water—
not when it touched her skin.

The wise sage pointed to a spot
beneath her eye,
an acupuncture tapping point,
connected to the stomach meridian.
Tap there, he said. Just for two minutes.
The dread eased, and with it, 
the fear or water faded

The sage then showed other places
on a map of the body, to tap to relive pain
and to ease anxious thoughts.

Side of the hand – eases resistance and self-doubt.
Top of head – clears mental fog.
Eyebrow (near nose) – calms fear, stress, and trauma.
Side of the eye – softens anger, frustration, indecision.
Under the eye – soothes anxiety and vulnerability.
Under the nose – releases shame and hidden guilt.
Chin point (below lower lip) – heals unworthiness and hesitation.
Collarbone (just below) – settles worry and fears of the unknown.
Under the arm – helps with insecurity and feeling exposed.

Unworthy

The thought weighs heavy on you,
Unworthiness is no mere common flu,
Spreading throughout your flesh and bones,
Beating you with your own cast stones,
Fallacious sickness hurled upon your soul,
You contemplate your toll,
For you think only you can pay,
The brain a malleable clay,
Imperfections pointed out by society,
Causing depression and anxiety,
But to many, a hidden truth,
There is the Holy One's couth,
A covenant made in blood,
Preventing another flood,
He has and will bare this weight,
Do not forget Jesus' state,
He carried the cross for you,
No matter what you do,
Do not let His acts be in vain,
This unworthiness must not remain.

REBIRTH

Walking through the fire set ablaze to destroy me
Coming out the fire without a burn; attune with my existence
Balancing the heart and mind revived my soul's resilience
Allowing me to release self hate, forgiveness and judgement 
To cast healing and compassion to self and others in need
A world crafted for consumption of unworthiness and self hate
Understanding my role, using my duality as a advantage
Breaking the filter of illusions to love and create regardless.

I LOVE the GOD IN YOU- IT'S THE BOTH OF YOU I LOVE

Ahh! Just so beautiful and humble 
O' so I reverence her with admiration!
"Who am I to Adorn her" Oh! What a feeling of Unworthiness in the presence of greatness
All Father of divine presence "The grace of God 
Is within her "The Love of God in her" 
Also the divine spark within her she who I love
 "Whom am I to love", "Whom am I to look upon" 
Is my a sense of humility and reverence
 "I Love the God in her" such a deep love
                                  ~
And reverence for the divine within her
A sense of devout sincere worship and devotion
Beautiful and heartfelt reverence
For the divine presence in her 
I acknowledge the glory of God
So shining through her,
And that's a truly wonderful thing
 seeing the divine in you

Who am I to Adorn her
 The grace of God is within her 
The Love of God in her
Whom am I to love
Whom am I to look upon
I  Love the God in her

I LOVE the GOD IN YOU- IT'S THE BOTH OF YOU I LOVE

8/17/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2024


8/17/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024

The Great Inversion

What twisted minds we have!
Fascinated by dark ritual,
sacrifice of human blood
to call black magic to our aid.

Alluring secret knowledge,
perilous complexities;
attempting to control
the supernatural.

How can this make sense anymore?

Two thousand years ago,
the Divine bled itself for us,
granted us power
despite our unworthiness and ignorance.
Freely given, and open to the light.
A ritual beyond our wildest dreams.

So condescendant, the Lord of the Light,
for all that we must do 
is to believe,
and to eat,
And all is ours...

The terms of the pact really make no sense,
but God makes all things new.


3 June 2024

Hurt Again

She was like the softest clouds,
On a warm, sunlit day.
Standing out in any crowd, 
In a celestial way.

Unsure how to cope,
With a loss so profound.
Yet within, there's false hope,
Things might turn around.

My past reveals unworthiness,
My love, though given, meets only hurt.
I regret offering up my heart's fortress,
For each time it's done, I'm left in the dirt.

I wish our paths had never crossed,
Yet love for you remains, it's true.
Why did you leave me to be lost
In these deep, dark blues?

Dead Reckoning

 "God sent neither a philosopher or a general,
but a savior with the power to forgive."

                                                Quote _Unknown

             
I was sad to hear of a friends death
    it was so unexpected
I assumed that they would always be
      like a lighthouse guiding
so, I felt it was time for a  dead reckoning
    to lay bear my heart and flaws
admit that I am adrift and need to find my way
     out of this labyrinthine called life
oh, the time of reckoning will soon arrive
    and my life assessed
perhaps tomorrow or in time
      and what will God say . . . 
at my friends funeral I had an epiphany
   I felt like a ship tossed on the sea in a storm
and my only chance for eternal life was
     adead reckoning of my unworthiness
God, there are scars on the road map of my life
    and it is weather-stained, I say
but, I see the sun rise life a jewel above each day
      a gift from you to me, thank you
and I pray that with my final judgement
. . . . I will be lifted up with you

Compassion and Faith

A centurion understood authority
but deemed himself unworthy of 
an audience with The Christ.

Jesus totally ignored the state of
his unworthiness, marveled at his FAITH,
and healed the centurion's servant.

The widow of Nain expressed no FAITH.
She only had pain, sorrow, and tears
as her only child was being funeralized
when Jesus met her and said, "Weep not".

In her case, there was no mention of FAITH;
Neither did she request anything from Jesus.
Nevertheless, there was clearly mercy, love, and
compassion when Jesus gave her son back to her.

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Wounds

Words I cannot say, 

I feel as if I am buried up to my neck in clay. 

A door that I cannot see, 

Despite having the key. 

The devastation is much too real, 

I see your hand in things that you are about to reveal. 

People are in so much pain, 

But it’s only by Your hand that You sustain. 

Tears have stained my face, 

In my unworthiness You have extended Your grace. 

Wounds, people say that only time can heal, 

But no, Jesus did on that Golgotha Hill. 

© Deborah Seale Schnadelbach

I Choose To Live Updated

For far too long I have denied myself a life of joy, prosperity, and the understanding that I too deserve happiness despite my mistakes 

For countless years it seems I have mentally digested a falsified definition of who I am and allowed my potential to be malnourished- 

feeding my mind with welcoming thoughts of unworthiness.

What of these thoughts of mine that  encapsulated me?

What of these tangled webs of self-sabotage that stagnates my growth?

You see, there's power in the mind but that power could sway either way-

dominantly viewing ourselves with a positive perception or lack thereof.

However, between the two lies a balance of acceptance-

by embracing all of who you are;including the imperfections.

So, no more will I hide within the shadows of self-doubt-

holding me hostage, unable to step into the light 

I dismiss the idea that I have nothing to offer the world

How dare me think less of who I am?

How could I be so oblivious to how special the powers that be have made me?

Of course, I'm not perfect. But who is?

Its my decision to be happy

It's my decision to LIVE!!!!

I Choose To Live Updated

For far too long I have denied myself a life of joy, prosperity, and the understanding that I too deserve happiness despite my mistakes 

For countless years it seems I have mentally digested a falsified definition of who I am and allowed my potential to be malnourished- 

feeding my mind with welcoming thoughts of unworthiness.

What of these thoughts of mine that  encapsulated me?

What of these tangled webs of self-sabotage that stagnates my growth?

You see, there's power in the mind but that power could sway either way-

dominantly viewing ourselves with a positive perception or lack thereof.

However, between the two lies a balance of acceptance-

by embracing all of who you are;including the imperfections.

So, no more will I hide within the shadows of self-doubt-

holding me hostage, unable to step into the light 

I dismiss the idea that I have nothing to offer the world

How dare me think less of who I am?

How could I be so oblivious to how special the powers that be have made me?

Of course, I'm not perfect. But who is?

Its my decision to be happy

It's my decision to LIVE!!!!

I Choose To Live

For far too long I have denied myself a life of joy, prosperity, and the understanding that I too deserve happiness despite my mistakes. 

For countless years it seems I have mentally digested a falsified definition of who I am and allowed my potential to be malnourished- 

feeding my mind with welcoming thoughts of unworthiness.

What of these thoughts of mine that encapsulated me?

What of these tangled webs of self-sabotage that stagnates my growth?

You see, there's power in the mind but that power could sway either way-

dominantly viewing ourselves with a positive perception or lack thereof.

However, between the two lies a balance of acceptance-

by embracing all of who you are including the imperfections.

So, no more will I hide within the shadows of self-doubt-

holding me hostage, unable to step into the light and dismiss the idea that I have nothing to offer the world

How dare me think less of who I am?

How could I be so oblivious to how special the powers that be have made me?

Of course, I'm not perfect. But who is?

Its my decision to be happy

It's my decision to LIVE!!!!

Split Wide Open

Split Wide Open

The world of God’s miraculous,
 Imbedded deep with creation’s love,
Split wide open
With the lightning of grace
Fragile shells of human bondage
Cannot contain their foolishness,
Nor feathers in the whirlwind
Neither dandelion seeds
Of crystal puffs - dizzy imbedded joy -
Uncontrollable laughter explodes,
On paths of effervescence,
Yearns to burst through
Frozen crusts of icy shame
Freezing clods of unexplainable remorse,
Floods in the wilderness of unworthiness,
Little bits of serendipity,
Untamed marvels – let loose -
In mystical coincidence grow 
No fruitless plains,
No impotent fertility,
Wandering hearts harvest wonder
In seeds redeemed from Eden’s scandal, 
Shattered pieces of providence’ paradise,
A universe split wide open,
Plans and diagrams dissolve in astonishment 
When eternal compassion bewilders logarithms
Astounds in surprises to marvel
At the fertile unbound universe
When two weary unsuspecting paths 
Link outside astral planes
And touch the fingertip of brimming joy!

6-11-22
Contest:  This or That
Contest Title: Split Wide Open
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh

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