1. A Gift From God
Love can't be described.
It has no shape, it has no form.
Love is not an object.
Love does not conform.
Is there a higher power or a God out there? Why did It create us? What is the meaning of it all? When one is on a spiritual quest, these are some of the questions one encounters. Of course, if such a being were to show itself, that would answer all our questions. But without questions, might that take some of the excitement out of the search? The world is intended to be a place of free choice. The more clearly God is manifest in the world, the less we can choose to ignore his presence. His choice not to show himself is a gift to human beings to be able choose their own destinies.
Love can't be described.
It has no shape, it has no form.
Love is not an object.
Love does not conform.
Love is everything the poem says and so much more. It's constantly putting those you love before yourself and anything else.
Throughout your life you'll forget many things,
but never the...
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The Lord whispered to me, "I love you so,"
"Come follow me, my child, high places we will go."
The Lord knelt beside me at an altar in prayer,
He wiped my tears and took away my despair.
This is a wonderful poem to remind us that God is imparting wisdom into our hearts. Sometimes we are just too busy to listen to Him. We need to know that in this world wherein the different...
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When God created you,
He knew what he would see.
Someone that wasn't perfect,
Or in heaven you would be.
This poem spoke volumes about myself, my feelings, my thoughts, and the love that my God has always poured in my heart in order to be able to love deeply and unconditionally. It also teaches...
Every scar has a story.
What will mine tell?
What will come of this
when I’m better, when I’m well?
In 1995, I had surgery to correct an arterial brain malformation (AVM), for which I was given a prognosis of only a 5% chance of survival, and I'd never walk or talk again. I told the doctor...
No matter what you have been told
God is in control
Yes, they came with a report one day
But God has the last say
The poem reminds me of those times when I could no longer do anything but to believe that everything will be alright. When I reach a dead end, my heart's cry is always "God is in control!"...
As I search for your saving grace,
I know one day I'll see your face.
Waiting is the hardest thing for me.
I know with you I will be so free.
This poem is so great. I can feel the love and faith of God.
I felt the love of an angel today,
For the first time since I walked away.
I've felt guilt and shame for so many years,
But the angel freed me of that through my tears.
I am 19 years old now. When I was young, I used to go to church with my mom. She taught me how to pray, love, respect, fear God, be obedient, and read the word of God. One day my mom was sick...
You are my protector
You are my strength
You are my light in my darkness, and my friend till the very end
This poem touched me because I was also saved by Jesus from a life of drugs and it reminded me of everything I'm so grateful for. Life is short and I threw away so many years running away...
When searching for God,
There's no need to look far.
He's not in the clouds
Or some far away star.
Dear Yannik,
I'm so pleased you liked my poem. Thank you for your time and heart-warming comment.
Is God still showing me love
As He looks down from above?
He silently sheds a tear
as He longs to be near.
It is an honor to know this moved you in such a deep way of understanding. I do nothing but put pen to paper when the spirit stirs me. I lean into the very spirit that only God can lead me....
Does God listen when we pray?
Or when we speak does He turn away?
When life is tough, is it His doing?
We shouldn't be ashamed or afraid to voice our doubts. I can relate to this poem as I have done so many times in my life: be close and far from God yet still believe in Him.
My LORD told me that HIS love would not fail,
as HE showed me a hand that was pierced by a nail.
HE told me I'm safe, started lifting the veil,
Thank you. This is exactly what I needed because I am at a low point in life and feel like, Where is God when I need him? This poem reminds me it's ok to fall, but to always remember God is...
A crisp, cool autumn evening,
Stars fill the night up high.
God, the great creator,
Decking out the sky.
Day by day, God walks with me,
and my burdens he helps me bear.
Each step I take along the way,
my loving Father is always there.
You never promised us a perfect life, but only a perfect love.
We seek you in prayer and look for you as you are,
Our everlasting savior, a bright and shining star.
Sometimes we are out there lost, seeking your acceptance,
It soothes the heart to know someone up there really does care. Reading this gives a reassuring hope and strength to hold on.
I am a work of art
In the Almighty's hands.
The intent of His heart,
He totally understands.
If we all were blind
maybe then we all could see
that you must first have love
for you and then for me.
I want to thank you for liking my poem. I'm a mixture of many races and American Indian is one of them. Stand tall and proud. God bless you and your family.
Sincerely,
Scherwin D. W. Davis I
Sometimes I look at the stars, Lord, and wonder if you're there.
I have so many questions for you; I have so much to share.
Sometimes I feel your presence, sometimes I feel you're near.
If I tell you how empty I feel, would you still be there to hear?
I'm reading this at a time my soul need it most, it's a reflection of my condition. More Grace
When there's a day
You can't seem to stand
Call on His name
And He'll take your hand
When I feel far from God,
There's a special thing that I do;
I take a very deep breath!
He gave it also to you.