I also realised that I did actually write another poem...This was for a Sparklers Time Out morning so watch this space for more poetry...who knows I may have a real gift !!
REFLECTIONS
Come journey with me
throughout my year
and witness this moment that
God etched clear
in my search for the essence
of love.
A child so young, so
precious, so fair
stumbled and tumbled and fell
down the stair
Come watch with me in
Intensive Care.
I felt the coldness of the
valley of death
as I watched machines work to
give her breath
I was overwhelmed with
worries and fears
my eyes ached with the
fierceness of my tears
Yet even in this chaos I
heard this voice
I knew as always I had a
choice
To give way to the panic that
I was feeling
Or believe in the Lord and
trust Him for healing.
Was it then
that I knew the essence of love?
Perhaps
Come journey with me
throughout my year
and witness this moment that
God etched clear
in my search for the essence
of love.
A friendship covenanted in
love and prayer
nurtured and held with tender
care
I grew careless and took it
for granted
neglecting to watch over the
seeds that were planted
Harsh words came, like
weapons of war
they drew blood and opened
wounds so sore
Yet God in His mercy provided
words to say
For healing and forgiveness
and strength to pray.
Was it then
that I knew the essence of love?
Perhaps
Come journey with me
throughout my year
and witness this moment that
God etched clear
in my search for the essence
of love.
A child caught up in that
"in between" life
full of struggles and
conflict and inner strife
exposed and isolated by a
sense of shame
realisation dawning that
life's not a game.
As the burden of sin became
too heavy to bear
Eyes locked into mine begging
me to share
And forgiveness flowed like
heavenly rain
Our relationship released
from desperate pain.
Was it then
that I knew the essence of love?
Perhaps
Come journey with me
throughout my year
and witness this moment that
God etched clear
in my search for the essence
of love.
A woman of spirit called by
the Lord
A voice amongst voices
repeating these words
"You are fearfully and
wonderfully made"
"You are fearfully and
wonderfully made"
"You are fearfully and
wonderfully made"
As the echoes resounded again
and again
I could feel the familiar
sense of pain
And then all who were there
just disappeared
And in my spirit a vision
appeared
In the shadows childbirth
and even as I approached to
see
I knew the baby would be me.
And as I watched this event
unfold
My heart was gripped by icy
cold.
And as I saw the child born -
laid aside and rejected.
My spirit within felt dead
and dejected.
Then something happened that
was very strange
As I saw the shadows lift and
the vision change.
A presence I knew was
The Father picked up the
child.
I was cradled in His arms and
felt safe from all harm.
I heard His voice, like
thunder yet
whispering like a gentle
breeze into
my very soul
Eavesdrop with
me :
"Can a mother forget the
baby at her breast
and have no compassion on the child she has
borne,
tho she may forget you I will
not forget you.
Before you were formed in the
womb I knew you
Before you were born I set
you apart
For I created your inmost
being
you are fearfully and
wonderfully made
and I will never leave you or
forsake you.
For I know the plans I have
for you,
plans to prosper you and not
bring you harm,
plans to give you hope and a
future.
And as my thoughts began to
gather
I knew this voice to be my
Father
And the eyes of my heart were
opened to see
that with this love I could
be me.
And chains that bound me to
the past
Released my spirit and I was
free at last
Was it then
that I knew the essence of love
OH YES
It was then
1 comment:
Next time you need a warning to have tissues at the ready! Did you notice the word 'shadow' referring to your birth? And now you are under His shadow of victory, just where you belong. I've always known you had a special gift Mrs M, and it's so lovely - in fact, I feel privileged - to be able be part of your rediscovery. Love you xx
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