Hey everyone,
It’s been a bit of a crazy week for me. I’ve had a lot going on and admittedly, I haven’t had a lot of time to plan this week’s post.
So, rather than the usual, I decided to post some poems that I’ve been working on. I hope you like them – and depending on the response that I get from this, I might decide to post more in the future!
So without further ado, here are the poems!
Through It All
I still remember the moment
I was still so young and frail
When I first heard the Gospel message
When I surrendered to His will
A girl, only nine years old
Praying for a broken home
A girl, only nine years old
That was when I learned that I’m not alone
There I was alone in my room
Praying for change to come
There I was sitting in darkness
Praying for God’s will to be done
Two years later, my prayers came to pass
And there I was, standing in church with my family at last
For the first time ever, I knew the power of God, so clearly I could feel
That Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, really was truly real
Through my teenage years
And all of my fears
And growing and living life
Through the ups and downs
My life turned around
Because He showed me His love and light
Through finding my voice
And all of the noise
And times I wouldn’t want relive
Through every high and low
Through the midnight snow
He has always been my friend
So this is the tale that I live to tell
A story of triumph over pain
Of my God above who rescued me with love
All to bring glory to His name
Life
Life is a funny thing
The way that we come and go
It’s an adventure waiting to happen
And a journey to behold
We start as small children, young and anxious to explore
We wind up eventually with a new beginning
Knocking at our door
But it’s the time in between that we remember
Filled with choices, love, and hope
It’s the time in between that we remember
As we change, and learn, and grow
Where our life touches another, and it creates a ripple effect
Where our lives touch each other
None of us are autonomous
Because we are all a tapestry
Created for something more
We are all woven together
Created for our Savior and Lord
This is life
This is our story
We cannot do it alone
This is living—and it means giving
Of our heart and of our soul
In this moment, we are alive
In this moment, we are breathing
May we never never waste it
Instead, let us always choose to embrace it
Freefall
People say that life is many things
They say that it’s short and fleeting
That it’s a box of chocolates, or that it’s simply contemplating
They say it’s a dream, a journey, and hope
Others think it means just holding on to the end of your rope
But sometimes, it can be neither, sometimes it can be all
Sometimes, when you’re living, and walking this pilgrimage, life is a free-fall
You think you’re going one way, and than suddenly your life turns around
Sometimes, this is what it means when you’re following the Spirit’s sound
The crazy moments beyond belief
That are completely out of your control
The joys and heartaches that we face, both the young and the old
But to live is Christ
The Author of it all
That is why we call it the freefall
Because you’re falling, faster, harder
In the greatest, possible way
You’re falling harder upward
Into our Father’s embrace
Living life isn’t safe
It was never want to be
But sometimes, it can still be wonderful
In the midst of an unexpected sea
So here I finish my philosophical muse
About life, and death, and between
The joys, the laughter, the beauty of it all
When we dare to live in the freefall
Stars
Do you see the stars, rising high above, lighting up the night
That shine down on us, to give a warming light
Do you see the galaxies, up there, resting high above?
The painting, the masterpiece, of our Creator’s love?
They sit in the sky as reminders
To shine brightly in the dark
And they sparkle down as a reminder
That they’re always the same no matter where we are
They connect every heart
Under the same big sky
Telling us that there’s a way home
For the one and ninety-nine
Because they point back to what’s real
What exists in Heaven above
They point us towards something greater
To an everlasting love
But there is one that is greater
Than every star up above
The One who Created them all
And He’s someone we can speak to
In every valley and behind every wall
So next time you see them remember
To send up a prayer above
Not to the stars, but to their Creator
Who loves us with a perfect love.
If you have any suggestions for future poetry topics or a future post feel free to post them in the comments section below! I always love hearing your input!
1 Timothy 4:12 Girl 