Empty and all alone
I walked to the playground.,
My soul dry as a bone.
I heard a still small whisper say,
“Just be my beloved child,”
So I began to play.
I sat on the swing silently
Letting myself expire
I swung joyfully, violently.
A child knows how to celebrate.
Because life is meant to be fun,
He does not hesitate.
I recalled phoning my nephew
Just to hear his voice because I love him
Though his words may be pretentious and few.
A child does not know what to say.
His words are awkward and clumsy.
I believe that is how I pray.
A child asks to help do a chore,
So a parent lets the child ‘help’
Even though the child needs help more.
I ask “May I serve my Father above?”
Naively thinking he needs my help,
But He lets me serve simply out of love.
A smile formed on my face
While I swung upon that swing set
As I felt again the touch of His grace.
Author notes
I was not feeling centered in my life. I went on a retreat. During the extended break, I new I needed time alone with my Father, so I walked outside, saw a swing set and sat down...
This poem describes what happened and the thoughts that came to me that time. It was one of the most intimate times I've had with my heavenly Father.
Written October 12th, 2004
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- As Iron sharpens Iron (CONTEST) by Just Rachael.
375 points, ended November 1, 2004, 22 entries
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This is such a great write. How true it is! I feel lie this at times, awkwardly offering up my prayers... Thanks for the write!
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Best luck in contest!
Dear Melphleg,
Extraordinarily beautiful narrative of your meditations
that day! Crisp and candid!
They say that when we pray, we are talking to God. But
when we meditate, God talks to us. I myself have found
this to be the case!
I believe this poem is also better than just so-so!
Not so easy thing to articulate such a beautiful a
contemplation, but you have done it so very beautifully!
A welcome read on a Fall evening!
Regards, John-Las Vegas -
Awsome write ! I absolutely loved it! Its so true...I know exactly what you are trying to say , but i couldnt have captured it so beautifully in words!Bookmarking this for future read.
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This is really lovely... and what a sound piece of wisdom to gain while living a carefree moment of childhood..
By the way.. those swings take work these days don't they??? It used to be so easy!
Susan -
Greetings,
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It is often in the times we least expect that God takes the opportunity to talk to us. And it is in those times that we are truly willing to listen that it gets through. It may be on a bus with a ton of people, or on a playground all alone. If we are willing to always be listening God will speak to us and let us know he is still up there. There is a song that speaks of child like faith... a faith that does not ask why or need to see to believe but believes because that is what they feel. If only we could all have the faith of a child. Great write!!!
~Lise
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We need the innocence of a child to help us find our way. Humbling ourselves before the Lord to pray for forgiveness though we are so undeserving. I am so in love with your work...magnificent.
Sam
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very beautiful....through and through..about all i can say...lovely job with writing it
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A BEAUTIFUL POEM
Such a beautiful poem with a beautiful message. As a new Christian, I ask God many things due to my lack of knowledge and understanding of so many of His words and wisdom. He is always there for me. I sometimes, as I ask, feel like a child myself. Thank you for sharing Take care, Sandy -
wow the picture just makes this write. this was really awesome. i enjoyed reading it. ill be looking at your works on my other name...
much love and respect
karabeth -
A wonderful write which I liked a lot, so poetically written A fantastic poem which showed your love of God and your family Keep writing and keep posting on here, I love reading your work
God bless,
Pozo
PS good luck in the contest
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Thanks. The experience is true and had a profound effect on me that I'll never forget. The poem, I thought was so so, but I'm my own worst critic. Thanks for the applause.
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This is an exquisite write reflecting our awesome Father and His incredible wisdom. The most intimate time for me was 18 years ago, my 21 year marriage ending. I felt so incredibly alone one night. I prayed, "Oh, Father, if only you could pick me up and cradle me in your arms like a babe."
Amazingly, He did just that and held me until I slept... maybe even longer. Having been raised in a very abusive environment, this was the first time I felt the sensation of incredible love. This incident sustains me even today.
This magnificent work should garner the gold, because it was inspired by God's purest. If it doesn't... well, it doesn't even bear thinking about.
Good luck! Love and hugs, BonnieQ
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Thanks. Good to know someone likes it. I thought the poem was so so. The experience, though, was real and has great personal meaning.
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absolutely brilliant! (Except that it can't be read without highlighting
) You have done yet another magnificant job.
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