Poems and columns I've written about my saviour.
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There once was a man who lived on earth
Who only did good and what was right -
We sat watching his passion
And witnessed his loving compassion. -
Only then would he dare reveal
The secret of his royalty -
He was accused falsely and remained silent;
He was mocked and they hurled insults at him -
A seed falls to the ground
Dying to itself beneath its mound -
I held a broken mirror to your face
But you did not recognize the distorted view -
Adults forsake the knowledge of their youth
And live in denial the simple truth -
Where is your hope?
By what do you cope? -
I know all about you, but I don't know you.
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"Jesus loves me! This I know,
For the Bible tells me so;" -
For this reason he had come to earth
To give us a brand new birth,94 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 12 6:16 PM 2005. In Spiritual -
For the joy set before Him
Jesus endured the pain of the cross. -
No matter how far you go
You are my child27 lines, 7 comments, on Mar 15 3:53 PM 2006. In Spiritual
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Unto my God and King
Eternal who was and is and will be15 lines, 6 comments, on Mar 17 9:19 AM 2006. In Spiritual
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In the little town of Bethlehem,
Almighty God becomes a man. -
Although its been said many times, many ways, “
Listen and believe Jesus was born to die for you -
I'm dreaming of a Christ Christmas
Just like the ones we used to know -
He could not even say
ABC or count 123 -
Sure I know what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.
- I love you. Those are the three most powerful words in the English language.
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The King bids me to war, but bids me not to fight.
He promises me protection, strength and might. -
Our lives are all about You, Jesus
It's not about what we require28 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 25 3:45 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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Your heart pumps blood into mine.
Your blood runs through my veins. -
A bridge from wasteland to paradise runs over the river of life
At its gates stands a troll guarding the approach across -
My hand and feet were chained to the wall.
The iron gate creaked shut and I awaited my fate. -
A familiar place. He had come to this garden often.
His friends knew it well. His enemy knew it well. -
It was the greatest triumph in history.
The victor died. Yes died, -
Empty words spilled out of his mouth / Some splattered on the ground / creating pools of water / Some floated to the ceiling / stopping there, going no further / “I pour out my heart / But I receive no answe
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My darling daughter,
Tears flowing like water,49 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 1 4:43 PM. In Spiritual
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