Believe
And receive grace
And a place of welcome:
Come home, and your soul will find rest,
The best.
God
Worthiness
I was thinking about my ex and how I’ll never be worthy of him. I was lucky enough to be his girlfriend once; it’s not going to happen again. Then I saw that the daily prompt at My Vivid Blog was “image,” and that inspired this poem:
A worthy human
Made in the image of God
Called for a purpose
Even if he does not see
All that grace can do in me
It’s similar to another poem I wrote this month, but that’s because this theme comes up a lot for me.
Happy Lent!
“When God chooses your penance, it is the absolute worst!” — Me
Lent is in full swing by now, and I had to give up one of my favorite people in the world because my boyfriend broke up with me.
For One-Liner Wednesday.
Forgiven
Posting a little poem from 2 weeks ago because it’s been too long since I’ve posted. Thanks to all those who read my blog.
Forgiven,
Let us now forgive
Those who have sinned against us:
No more holding their debt against them,
Souls set free
Ovi Poetry: Truth
"I am the Truth, the Life, the Way," This is what Lord Jesus did say, Every day His followers pray, "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done." Truth can be a confusing maze, Yet when it's found it does amaze, Something that lasts beyond a phase, Something that lasts eternally.
This is rather obviously for Ronovan Writes’ Ovi Poetry Challenge, for which the theme is “truth.” My blog isn’t necessarily a Christian blog, but because I am a Christian, it comes out a lot.
Next-Level Joy
the joys of this world
lose their luster in the light
of eternity:
despite their real goodness
beyond them true blessedness
For Ronovan Writes’ weekly haiku challenge, for which I have written a tanka instead.
Focusing on the Good
“8:28”
all things work for good:
discerning God’s handiwork
trust sees His goodwill
“A New Song”
a new song:
unknown melody
discovered
note by note —
in time of anxiety,
open up to sing
Two poems I wrote today, partially inspired by MVB: Discerning. I have been experiencing a lot of anxiety during the last few weeks, particularly around work but am always trying to focus on what is good and to find meaning, even in the difficulties.
Dry Bones
Dry bones shall come together back to life, In desert lands shall flow new waters pure, The promised restoration after strife And wandering, the Great Physician's cure. Bones come together hearing God's words sure: And then the Spirit breathes into the slain, Pained waiting has reward: new hope to gain.
This morning’s first reading in the Office of Readings was Ezekiel 37:1-14, hence this poem and another one, too!
Passing
At one hundred seven years old, He knows what is worth more than gold, What waits for him is joy untold: Heaven's riches in God Himself.
This is my response to last week’s Ovi Poetry prompt, on the theme of “passing,” in honor of my friend’s very old dad, who is getting ready to be born to eternal life.
Clean Water
It’s been a little while since I’ve posted. I write some poetry every day, as I find it intellectually stimulating and emotionally helpful and fulfilling, and I’ve even written a few good ones but haven’t gotten around to posting them.
Drink Your fill, child Of Mine, this Water clean and Fine. Thirst Ever more, for This pure source, And abide, be Satisfied.
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