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... Watch Me Daddy The house is so quiet. My children-asleep. My wife has succumbed To slumber so deep. These moments are precious As I pray for my clan For a future-a hope On mounted eagles wing span The days pass so quickly, Where did the time go? I heard their ... I watch my two children Chests rise and then fall And I too remember The Maker of children big and small Why do I pray When in sleep my children's minds drift? You see, I have permission From the God who works the night shift." Watch me, Daddy" A child-heart calls And His eyes ... the earth Truly seeing one and all. So, rest my dear family In the palm of His hand Tomorrow's a new day In our Father's Master Plan Oh, we'll need to be quiet Though there's no need for fear Just" be still" for awhile For our Father is here. [by Glenn Hascall- ...
... on my childhood, No joys to smile about. God placed me there for a reason And for this, I have no doubt. As a young child my life was empty. Fear and pain was always there, Of a father making life unhappy A mom making it able to bear. Being young I couldn't ... . We never would have survived Without the love from our precious mother. Some felt she should have made it better But she was afraid, as her children were. I'm sure she felt she did her best, Though some felt she didn't care. At age ten, God came to take me home, Though ... My Childhood As I look back on my childhood, No joys to smile about. God placed me there for a reason And for this, I have no doubt. As a young child my life was empty. Fear and pain was always there, Of a father making life unhappy A mom making it able ...
... a list. He showed us each a million things within a child's kiss. The preacher wasn't hurried. His demeanor wasn't rushed. He loved his little child and the congregation hushed. His tender little daughter had forgotten we were there, Adoration for her father was her one and only care. It was just a ... Child's Kiss I sat amongst the people, a sheep within the herd, Waiting for the preacher to deliver up the Word. But first he called the children and prayed with them as one, And they scurried off to Sunday School, the moment he was done. And then we saw a picture I know I'll ... A Child's Kiss I sat amongst the people, a sheep within the herd, Waiting for the preacher to deliver up the Word. But first he called the children and prayed with them as one, And they scurried off to Sunday School, the moment he was done. And then we saw a picture I ...
... you know of a family in these circumstances who needs you to faithfully remember them in prayer? Dear Lord I need Your help, As You know my child is ill. My heart is heavy within me, I come now seeking Your will. You have given him to me, Showing Your grace so plain. ... A Parent s Prayer Written with thoughts of Kyle, Kevin, Greg, Libi and all children and their families who face major childhood illnesses and disabilities. It is amazing how God uses them to bless our lives with their love and remind us of how much for which we have to be thankful. Do ... know of a family in these circumstances who needs you to faithfully remember them in prayer? Dear Lord I need Your help, As You know my child is ill. My heart is heavy within me, I come now seeking Your will. You have given him to me, Showing Your grace so plain. I ...
... their eyes are always opened, and they watch you day and night. You are setting an example every day in all you do; For the little child who's waiting to grow up to be like you. [Author Unknown-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... Children There are little eyes upon you and they're watching night and day. There are little ears that quickly take in every word you say. There are little hands all eager to do anything you do; And little children dreaming of the day they'll be like you. You're the little children's idol, you're the ... of the wise. In their little minds about you no suspicions ever rise. They believe in you devoutly, hold all you say and do; they will say and do, in your way when they're grown up just like you. There's a wide-eyed little student who believes you're always right; and their eyes are ...
... " The clone replied," I'm coming, sweetheart"" Hey ," the mom smiled," She sure knows her part" The clone changed the child and hummed her a tune, as she bundled the small one in a blanket cocoon." You're the best mommy ever. I really love you" The ... Before Christmas. Mom Style 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the abode Only one creature was stirring & she was cleaning the commode. The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds, while visions of Nintendo & Barbie flipped through their heads. Yes, and dad was snoring in front of ... The clone smiled and sighed," And I love you too" The mom frowned and said," Sorry, Santa, no deal. That's my child's LOVE she is going to steal" Smiling wisely, Santa said:" To me it is clear, Only one loving mother is needed here" The mom ...
... taken, And our painful cry is," why ?" As we endure the pains of life, No other pain compares. A parent weeping for a child, Just briefly it was theirs. For reasons we don't understand, The little lives are taken. And we cry out to God above," Why must ... his angels, And we came to comfort you"" We ask you share this message, With the other mothers too"" Many mothers lose their children, Soon after they're born"" The angels know their pain and grief, And feel it when they mourn"" But one thing angels know, That ... do not understand"" One day the mothers once again, Will hold their children's hand"" They'll hold them in their arms, And they will say their precious name"" And on that day they'll understand, Why they went through the pain"" There is a plan in Heaven, And one day ...
... Today I Taught When I got mad and hit my child," For his own good ", I reconciled; And then I realized my plight. Today I taught my child to fight. When interrupted by the phone, I said," Tell them I'm not at home ;" And then I thought, and had to sigh. Today I taught my child to lie. I told the tax man what I made, Forgetting cash that I was paid; And then ... peal. Today I taught my child to steal. Today I cursed another race, Oh God protect what I debase; For now, I fear it is to late. Today I taught my child to hate. By my example children learn, That I must lead in life's sojourn; In such a way that they are led. By what is done, not what is said. Today I gave my child his due, By praises for him instead of rue; ...
... teacher doesn t earn a lot, there s much they can t afford, But all the money in the world can t match this great reward. To know you make a difference when you teach a little child, And know you have influenced them does make it all worthwhile. I know that all who teach will never earn themselves great wealth, Their riches come from knowing one has given of one s self. To know we make a ... The Valentine Reward The classroom was quite empty; all the children had gone home, My fourth grade room was quiet, as I sat there all alone. That day in class, I told the children what they were to do, Make a valentine for someone, who is close to you. Someone that you look up to and someone you admire, Someone who is helping you become what you desire. Then I told the children, print a poem that is ...
... Faith Like A Child" Peek A Boo-I see You" I overheard my neighbor's child." Peek A Boo-I love You" I watched and listened for awhile. The little girl skipped down the walk, Humming as she moved. From time to time, I'd see her stop, And sing her childish tune." Peek A Boo-I see You" Her sweet face looked so intent." Peek A Boo-I love You" ... down the path she went. I saw her do this several times, Poor, lonesome child, I thought. She only has a nursery rhyme, To go with her on her walk." Peek A Boo-I see You" She did it then once more." Peek A Boo-I love You" Then I scurried out my door. I could not stand it any longer, What did this child see? I hurried up and caught her, ...
... no one lets you out.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two ... of the wonderful life I ve lead. A terrific place to visit and enjoy rather than the present life instead. I can stay as long as I want to, no hurry to leave this place. I can remember my childhood so well for it was my true base. The loving parents I had were treasures given to me for awhile. Remembering their loving ways always leaves me with a smile. My favorite time was waking up to the smell of homemade bread ...
... back, for everyone to meet Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called, a student from the class To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare Each of them were searching, for a man who wasn't there" Where's her daddy at ?" she heard a boy call out" She probably doesn't have one ," another student dared to shout And from somewhere near the back ... to keep her daughter home But the little girl went to school, eager to tell then all About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called, a student from the class To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare Each of them were ...
... our children, Instead of God's Holy Son. I ponder the future, As I hear a new baby cry, Will we obey God's pure love, Or continue to live a lie? The Bible says," Bring up a child, the way he should go" But we have disobeyed His Word, And our expectations are low. Listen, my firends, to His Holy Word, Teach it firmly and clear. And we have God's promise, That we have ... There's A Difference There's a decided difference, From the old days and the new, We used to discipline our children, But now few parents ever do. There used to be a firm line, Between what's right and what's wrong, The Parson preached fire and brimstone, And we sang sacred hymns, not songs. Our parents set the rules, And the children followed through, There were lots of fun and games, But disruptions were few. We treated others ...
... Another day of feedings, And diapers a'changing. Laundry and dishes, And toys rearranging. Her son is a creature, Of habit and need. And mom tops the list, And so she concedes. To spend time with her child, 'Cause he s just starting out. In the economy of children, The woman s got clout. Her husband smiles As he watches his wife; She s got a way about her, That s affecting his ... . She s not always perfect, But her love shows each day. From mom to her child, A price she s willing to pay. Sunday s a comin , And it ll be special for her. A day for all mothers, Letting her know for sure. That her work s not in vain, That her life s a high prize, That her very selflessness, Has been noticed by eyes. That love and ...
15. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Hero. [Poems]
... Hero A child stood proudly on the stage Beneath the summer sun The boy had finally come of age His childhood was done He held the future near his heart With one goal in his mind And with that goal, he d play a part In bettering mankind. He d heard the stories in his youth Of how battles were waged In the pursuit of peace and truth When world corruption raged He knew that heroes lived and died He understood the price And with ... knowledge, at his side The boy did not think twice. His family kept him secure Throughout his younger years He knew the pain one could endure The hardships and the tears When he looked back upon the past Each memory at his door Had proved calm days were meant to last Whate er life held in store. The boy enlisted, after dawn He did not bat an eye He greeted the flag o er his lawn As his parents stood by Then, the ...
... Through the Eyes of a Child Jesus said," Let the little children come to Me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these" (Mark 10: 14, NIV) It was built in the back of Dad Heck's place In the days when I hadn't a care~A playhouse, but fit for a Princess, it was, And play-things were*real*to me there! O, make-believe turned into ... magic *, it did, As I'd pick up each dolly to hold~And I'd constantly pause in my housecleaning chores When it came time to" love" or to" scold". When the make-believe clock whispered," It's lesson-time ," I'd scribble long lines on a pad~And at dinner I'd bake just the bestest mudcake Any taste-testing judge*ever*had! Just-pretend-time was the rule of the day, And I'm sure that the Lord must've smiled~As He ...
... Even those confined to bed"" But, Lord, I am weak and frustrated, Who would listen to me? I want to do what I can, But I can bearly hear, or see"" Oh, my child, you are so special, I've made all my children that way; You have a deep, abiding love, That encourages others day by day"" Believe me, my dear child, I know what I say, Now, ... more back talk! Just listen and obey" I opened up my Bible, And as I began to read, I was truly astonished, When I realized my need. I'd only craved the fun in life, It's pleasures fed my soul. But God was telling me, That's not His purpose or His goal. To be humble and loving, I can serve my Savior well, Then I'll have my mansion in heaven, Where for everlasting I'll dwell. Today I ...
... Lessons Learned When I was a young child, I went to church and Sunday school, I learned the 23rd Psalm, And God's great Golden Rule. He taught me that obedience, Was His ultimate desire, And that it keeps all His children, From wallowing in life's muddy mire. So many years have flown by, Sometimes old problems still exist, No matter how hard I've tried, I'm far from being a perfectionist. But those early lessons that I learned ... Keep me on my weary toes, I know who my Savior is, And my faith in Him still grows. When we yearn for His Presence, And we listen for His gentle voice, He forgives the mistakes we make, Which reminds us to rejoice. I have found His promises are all true, I have everything I need, He always encourages me, To plant another fertile seed. When we asked Jesus to come in, Life takes on a brighter view ...
... spouse. Just one more day In a long line of misses. Another ball game, Some more goodnight kisses. The sole consolation To his self-imposed pace, Was that he was 'providing, So why couldn't he face? Two growing children And the one he had wed. He didn't really know them Or so she had said. Then in one surreal moment It all came to an end, Gone-his sweet children Gone-his best friend. But more news arrived ... ' 'Twas an easy deduction The void then rushed back The one 'work ' tried to fill. He longed for his family He missed the sweet thrill. Of a boy thrown up high, Then caught by his daddy. A tender childish prayer Whispered by dear little Mattie. His wife was a loss That he missed the most, But then they had gone And there's no one to host. So he thought to himself," What a horrible cheat. I've wasted so ...
... " What can I give You, Holy One, O, Lord of all the earth? I'd like to give You something grand to celebrate Your birth" And though no words were spoken, Young Kris" heard" the Christ Child say:" Remember Me when you grow up by keeping Christmas Day !" When he awoke, Kris made a vow to heed the Baby's call, To celebrate the Christ Child's birth and lavish gifts on all. So, on this day ... A Christmas Request When ol ' Kris Kringle was a lad, it's said he had a dream; He dreamt about the Christ Child's birth, as odd as that might seem. He came upon the manger, nestled there within the trees; And when he saw the Baby Boy, Kris fell upon his knees." What can I give You, Holy One, O, Lord of all the earth? I'd like to give You something grand to celebrate Your birth ...
... I count it as a privilege, I count it cause for praise to kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday. For I know too soon they're up and gone, and walking out the door And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore. It's very strange how times have changed from the present to the past. When did they grow so quickly the time has flown so fast. For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with his shirt, ... Goodnight Kiss I count it as a privilege, I count it cause for praise to kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday. For I know too soon they're up and gone, and walking out the door And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore. It's very strange how times have changed from the present to the past. When did they grow so quickly the time has flown so fast. For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with ...
... A savior was promised when Adam first sinned, And the hopes of the world upon Jesus were pinned. Abraham begat Isaac, who Jacob begat, And through David the line went to Joseph, whereat This carpenter married a maiden with child, Who yet was a virgin, in no way defiled." Saying 'Hail, full of Grace, ' an archangel appeared To Mary the Blessed, among women revered: The Lord willed she would bear-through the Spirit-a ... For each one of them had one thing only in mind, To examine the presents St. Nick left behind. The boxes and wrapping and ribbons and toys Were strewn on the floor, and the volume of noise Increased as our children began a big fight Over who got the video games, who got the bike. I looked at my watch and I said, slightly nervous," Let's get ready for church, so we won't miss the service" The children protested ...
... Whispers of Love Listen, to the whisper that says I love you; Through the tender child, that kisses you goodnight. Through the bouquet of wild daisies, in small hands; Extended to you with love and great delight. Hear it speak through the radiant sunrise; That greets us with a another bright morning. Listen carefully as you gaze into the sky; Filled with new paintings of God's adorning. Listen, for a whisper that could be so soft. ... Whispering, through times of trial and times of rest. Though the world rejects you and friends forsake you; Listen for that still small voice, speaking inside. When held in the arms of your loving soul mate, When your children laugh playfully by your side. Sing praises to our Father who loves you dearly; He says I love you in beautiful displays, Yet, the most wonderful expression of His love; Was the sacrificial gift, He freely gave. Hear ...
... , ready for seed. She heard a sweet voice speaking loud and clear:" My grace is sufficient for you. Just listen to the words I am speaking; whatever I say to you-do. The heart of each child is a garden, and it needs to be tended with care. I will give you all that you require if you water your own heart with prayer. Warm nurture and firm admonition are both needed to balance the soil. Come often ... A Mother's Garden A tired young mother knelt down by her bed at the end of a stress-filled day." Dear God, I need help and direction from You, to bring up my children Your way" She took her dusty Bible down from the shelf and wearily started to read, but she drifted to sleep and started to dream of a garden, ready for seed. She heard a sweet voice speaking loud and clear:" My grace is sufficient for you ...
25. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Company. [Poems]
... I pray more often every day Sometimes I fall Asleep Or my thoughts go astray It's then I ask forgiveness And wonder how God keeps track of all When man has trouble commuting With the Masters sacred call Do the best you can my child And you will make the grade I stay close to my children And hope their faith will never fade If you have any questions Always feel free to come to me I will never leave or foresake you I love your company~Eva May ... ~8-21-08 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 ( ...
... I did the best I could to comfort her and say," It's not your fault" It was nobody's fault. We thanked God that her teen made a phone call shortly after swallowing the pills. Without the call, her child would most likely have succeeded. God was watching over that teen and sparked something deep within him to cry out for help by picking up the phone. He, very much like George in" It's a Wonderful Life ", realized that he ... torn because he thought he was worthless. On the outside, things appeared fine. This was a kid with everything going for him-a loving family, intelligence, friends. But, we can't be in the minds of our children and deep within the recesses of his, was a very dark, lonely and fearful place. I prayed for him and we talked. I asked God to help me find the right words. I didn't want to sound angry at him ...
... a challenge, each a privilege; Help me show them love, not strife. Help me stern be when it's needed; Tell me when to speak so mild. Make me worthy, dearest Father, to be mother of a child. Gift of God, bestowed upon her-Mighty challenge from her Lord. They are His, but graciously He bids her train them through His Word. Bring them up to love and serve Him, tell them of His home above ... Praise The Lord For Christian Mothers Praise the Lord for Christian Mothers! God has trusted to their care little children, precious children, for His kingdom to prepare. Sometimes sweet and sometimes frightening is this awesome task they bear, but, praise God, He is beside them, and He hears each mother's prayer. Gracious Father, Lord of Heaven, Thank You for each precious life! Each a challenge, each a privilege; Help me show them love, not ...
28. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- God's Rose. [Poems]
... own; I know there was another set upon the open road. It was as if another one was walking by my side-whispering words into my ear which made me softly cry." Slow down and look around you, child. There's so much here to see. Did you notice that small nest above in My glorious pine tree? Did you see the sky, the vibrant sun and feel My breeze upon your face? Have you heard the singing stream or ... notice all the colors I have painted on the land? Have you looked at all the mountain tops which stand proud and grand? And what of that small child, who plays with such delight? Or, the sounds of that child's laughter in a world so full of fright? Have you seen the meadow gently sway when My wind blows through the air? Did you see the violets in the field-or not notice they were there ?" My steps began to slow ...
... s clean wet laundry was everywhere. On this scentless shrub His clothes did lay, Swaddling clothes, Mary's washday. Though Herod s soldiers were all around, The Holy Family could still be found, Attending to the Christ Child s needs, Along the wayside, among the weeds. She hung them gently on this drying rack, His swaddling clothes, a scent it did lack. Still a symbol of virtue and purity," Our Lady's Shelter ," so ... Mary s Wash Day On the flight into Egypt for all to see, On an unscented shrub hung so tenderly, Were the Christ Child's newly laundered clothes, On a lavender bush, so the legend goes. They had stopped to rest by the roadside there, Mary s clean wet laundry was everywhere. On this scentless shrub His clothes did lay, Swaddling clothes, Mary's washday. Though Herod s soldiers were all around, The Holy Family ...
... as we share this special day I'm so filled up with pride. For years I watched you growing up and always on the go, And as we share this day there's something you should know. You've always been a head strong child, determined and secure, Your attitude about your life was always strong and sure. You reached for life and wanted it to be all it could be, And I just want to tell you what your life has meant to me. ... mother's love is special and one day you'll understand, When you have your children and you hold their little hand. At first it may seem scary because you're responsible, For a little life that you have brought into this world. But as they share your life with you then slowly you will see, And then you'll finally understand how much you mean to me. Then when you are a mother and see through a mother's eyes, Then you'll know the love I feel ...
... always there for her with every passing year. She should have told her Mother she knew that she wasn't mean, When that one time she had rebelled when she was just a teen. She made it through her teenage years as children always do, And now she knows and whisper's softly" Mom because of you" As a young adult her Mother helped her find her way, Encouragement and guidance with the words that she would say. Never did she fault her when ... . She should have told her Mother many things before she died, But she had been too busy and she had not even tried. She should have told her Mother when she thinks back through the years, How she loved her childhood and how Mom dispelled the fears, Of the childhood demons that when growing up appear. How Mom was always there for her with every passing year. She should have told her Mother she knew that she wasn't mean, When that one ...
... rooftop to rooftop, to homes large and small, From nation to nation, reaching them all ?" And Santa smiled kindly and said to the boy," Don't ask me hard questions. Don't you want a toy ?" But the child shook his head, and Santa could see That he needed the answer." Now listen to me ," He told that small boy with the light in his eyes," My secret will make you sadder and wise." The truth ... I do visit each girl and each boy I don't always leave them a gaily wrapped toy. Some homes are hungry, some homes are sad, Some homes are desperate, some homes are bad. Some homes are broken and the children there grieve. Those homes I visit, but what should I leave?" My sleigh is filled with the happiest stuff, But for homes where despair lives toys aren't enough. So I tiptoe in, kiss each girl and boy, ...
... now LIVES !" So you'll hear them exclaim, on their next Christmas night, Happy Christmas to all, WHO WILL KEEP CHRISTMAS RIGHT !!! Addendum-PROPHESY FULFILLED-Isaiah 7: 14"... The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and will call him Immanuel" Several HUNDRED years later... Matthew 1: 23" The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him ... 'Twas the fight before Christmas when all through the house Not a good deed was stirring, and Dad was a louse! Their mother was angry and loaded with care, 'Cause the gift list was longer than ever this year! The children were nagging for gifts worth a ton, And Dad was convinced," Christmas just isn't fun !" With Mom's loud complaining, and Dad mad at all, They loaded the car for the trip to the mall! They stopped first at ...
... We reap what we sow-and Mrs. Butters sure did that... Mrs. Butters gave her whole life in helping others in dismay. She worked extremely hard in soup kitchens every holiday. She always read to the children in the library in her town. And Mrs. Butters took care of the elderly when they were down. Now this Christmas Mrs. Butters sits all alone by her fire. Her health & sight are gone now and her finances are ... back is what you get.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two ...
... had turned away from the teachings of her childhood to go her own way, BUT GOD did not turn away from her. He worked through the prayers of her family and the values that had been imbedded in her heart as a child. Even though we felt rather hopeless and wondered whether all our efforts as parents had been in vain, God had not given up on our daughter. Everything we had taught, the love we gave, the teachings we" built" ... in the hush of this glorious time, We'll rejoice in the splendor of what God has wrought and the excellence of His design! Mrs. Connie Faust, Mother of the Bride Our daughter had turned away from the teachings of her childhood to go her own way, BUT GOD did not turn away from her. He worked through the prayers of her family and the values that had been imbedded in her heart as a child. Even though we felt rather hopeless and wondered ...
... Through a Child's Eye The world is an adventure, there's so many things to see, the search for buried treasure, climbing high up in a tree. Finding shells along the seashore, playing marbles in the sand, skipping stones across a pond, throwing as far as you can. Playing a game of hide and seek, way back out in the woods, pretending your a robber, and stealing all the goods. Wading barefoot in a creek, and trying ... catch a frog, or going to your favorite park, and playing frisbie with your dog. And as I sit and wonder, it comes as no supprise, how little things can seem so big, seen through a childs eyes. [Author Unknown-from 'Aiken Drum '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... house had blown away:" Dear Santa, send them just one thing, A place where they can stay"" And Santa, those four cookies That I have left you for a treat, Could you take them to the children Who have nothing else to eat ?"" Do you know that little boat I have-The one I love so dear? I'm leaving it for you to take To Africa this year"" And as you fly your reindeer On this ... A Child's Prayer Snowflakes softly falling Upon you window pane. Your blankets snug around you, Into sleep you drift away. I bend to gently kiss you, When I see that on the floor There's a letter, neatly written, I wonder who it's for. I quietly unfold it Making sure you're still asleep, It's a Christmas list for Santa, One my heart will always keep. It started just as always With the toys seen on TV. A new watch ...
... God to take care of us each day? And you know how we say grace before each meal? To this same God whom we know to be real. Though we never see Him, we know He is there watching his children with such loving care"" God started Christmas a long time ago when He gave us His son to love and to know. A spirit of giving came with that birth, and God's generosity filled the whole earth. Man had to ... A Child's Wonder" Daddy ," she said, her eyes full of tears," will you talk to me and quiet my fears ?" Those bad boys at school are spreading a lie 'bout the impossibility of reindeer that fly. There's no Santa Claus, they say with a grin, there's not one now and never has been. How can one man take all those toys to thousands of girls and boys? But I told them daddy, that they were not right ...
... His family said, Blest be! Simon Peter Simon was called Peter And Andrew was his brother Both early followed Jesus And maybe met His mother. On the Run Matthew tells of the flight into Egypt Where Joseph and Mary took the Child The 3 were on the run from Herod the Great An escape we today appreciate! Jesus Is Bread! In Capernaum Jesus said: I am the bread of life. He traveled with His 12 disciples Since He never had a wife! ... Click Here-to Bookmark this Page. Religious Poems for Children A Good Son King David had a good son Solomon was his name. As king he built a great temple, One of his claims to fame. Favorite Son Jacob was a rich man Who had a favorite son. His brothers each Played the knave And sold him as a slave. Creation God created the heavens and earth Said He, Let there be light. He then created man and woman- ...
... then instead of leaving Him In peace to work alone, I hung around and tried to help With ways that were my own. At last I snatched them back and cried," How could you be so slow ?"" My child ," He said," what could I do ?"" You never did let go" Addendum-Matthew 14: 31" Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. You of little faith, he said, why did you ... Broken Dreams As children bring their broken toys With tears for us to mend, I brought my broken dreams to God Because He was my friend. But then instead of leaving Him In peace to work alone, I hung around and tried to help With ways that were my own. At last I snatched them back and cried," How could you be so slow ?"" My child ," He said," what could I do ?"" You never did let ...
... degree, I had it made My life was looking up Into the working world I went A time to fill my cup. With wedded bliss, the one I loved This was my bag of tea A lovely home, a tiny child So much was yet to be. The ladder of success, I d climbed I d reached my goal in life With no time left for anything My life was filled with strife. Now middle aged, my parents gone The ... and pains set in The children grown and on their own I felt a grief within. The golden years were closing in Retirement was to come I d waited all those years for this Old age had now begun. Now wise and gray, I think about Those years so long ago And how I d hoped for them to pass A better life to show. But through it all, I missed the boat Be happy where you are For if you wish your ...
42. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Lilac Time. [Poems]
... art.~Eva May Young~5-16-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... till their barren fields, And plant their corn and wheat, While the Lilacs bloom again, That only God can create. Oooh! The joys of springtime! Oooh! The love He so freely shares, With all His thankful children, When we show Him that we care. When I see the beauty, Of Lilacs blooming in the spring, I see behind the dark clouds, And my heart can't help but sing. Let's keep on being thankful, And sing ...
... God Bless America vs. America, Bless God America, the Beautiful, America, the Great~Let's all tell God we want Him out, And then sit back and wait! Let's give out condoms to each child, Abortion on demand~And let's not tell the parents 'Cause they might not understand. And when our children blaspheme God Let's look the other way~Let's let them mock Him all they want, And tell us He's passe. Let's ban The ... Commandments, Let's even rule out prayer~Then when our kids bring guns to school, Let's cry, and tear our hair. Should our Pledge of Allegiance Give all glory to the Flag? Our common sense should tell us Without GOD it's just a rag! Let's tempt the Most High Holy One, The God of fire and thunder~Let's change" one nation Under God" And be" one nation UNDER !" America, the Melting Pot, Whose Christian ways seem ...
44. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- SEPTEMBER. [Poems]
... awhile.~Eva May Young~9-18-05 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... SEPTEMBER September tip-toed in last night, Summer soon will end, The children are back in school, Joking with their friends. Vacation time is over, Work is the name of the game, But what wonderful memories, We will later proclaim. September is a lovely time of year, And in her pastel shaded dress, She dances on cooler breezes, Each hill and valley to caress. It's the beginning of the harvest, Where the corn and taters grow, ...
... in their beds, Wondering if Dad heard a voice in his head." Christmas is pagan !" he'd ranted and raved" How can you kiss Baal and expect to get saved ?"" But it's Jesus ' birthday tomorrow !" one child said." No, it's not !" his dad thundered, his face turning red." It's vile Saturnalia! Now get up to your room And pray God will spare you hell's fiery doom !" His wife tucked them in, then ... with absolute truth: 'Twas the night before Christmas in the Pharisee's house Not a dissenter whispered; not even his spouse. The plywood was nailed o'er the fireplace with care No demonic" Santa" would dare show up there! The children were cowering in fear in their beds, Wondering if Dad heard a voice in his head." Christmas is pagan !" he'd ranted and raved" How can you kiss Baal and expect to get saved ?"" But it's Jesus ' birthday ...
... nothing is impossible; so use your seed of faith: He is holding out His hand for you to take. He will smooth the way before you. He will guide you on the path. So just trust Him
His child He'll not forsake. For whatever you may ask of Him, He has promised He will give. He so wants to hear His children talk to Him. If you ask in faith, believing, you most surely will receive. He ... fill your cup of faith right to the brim.-Helen Dowd-[ by Helen Dowd Copyright 2004, (helendowd @shaw.ca)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... your protective care. I have no bigger hero than the person that you are. You're my total universe and I, but one small star. {This is a poem I wrote in dedication to the Council for the Prevention of Child Abuse.} [Terri McPherson, 2000, Windsor, Ontario (tmcphers @mnsi.net)-from 'Aiken Drum '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... Safe With You I am still a tiny bud, a small and unformed flower, nourished by your guiding love and growing more each hour. Every tender word you say, each kind and gentle touch, respects my childhood innocence and honors it as such. I listen and I watch you and I learn-just who I am. You're the lion of my strength and I'm your little lamb. If I'm scared, I turn to you, and when I find ...
... . Within a few, very short months, The papers were legal you see; We love you as our very own, And that s how it will always be. It matters not where you came from, You are a child of God for sure; We so prayed that we could keep you, And then suddenly, there you were.~Paul D. Berube~January 4, 2007 at our home in Groton, NH [by: Paul D. ... Suddenly, There You Were Dedicated to adopted children and caring foster parents the world over. God Bless. Your Mom and I both wanted, A baby of our own to hold; But we had to face the fact, That we'd both grown much too old. Then one day our telephone rang, A newborn needs a place to stay; It's in the hospital's nursery, How soon can you be on your way? So off we hurried to meet you, ...
49. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- DAD. [Poems]
... came from God above; Who gives most precious gifts To acknowledge sacrificial love. Gentleness marks your spirit, Strength is your basic man, Warmth your heart embraces Success always your plan. You have extended love and guidance Through all my childhood years, Comforted hurts and heartaches, Dried many childish tears. You have been steadfast beside me, As I became all strong and grown; Learning to make the best decisions; I could not have made it on my own. I ... you for your faithfulness, Your patience when I was mad, For discipline when I needed it, I sure do love you, DAD!~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy, 2005 (Joy Of Art Shop)-submitted by: Joyce Guy (jguy453 @bellsouth.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
50. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- I'm Okay. [Poems]
... work and I clean and I cook, and I say" Hit the books, clean your room !" there's no time for play. Well, the Lord, for some reason, chose ME with the care Of three of His children, but I'm rarely there! I've GOT to slow down lest there's nothing to show For my role as their Mom when they pack up and go! I'm only one person, but look through my door, What appears to be one ... old stranger, where I used to be. The hurrier I go, the behinder I get. Today is tomorrow, and I'm not caught up yet. My kids are growing at such a fast pace, That I'm missing their childhood for the sake of this race. I work and I clean and I cook, and I say" Hit the books, clean your room !" there's no time for play. Well, the Lord, for some reason, chose ME ...
... Discover the Joy Oh, to be a child at Christmas To see through eyes of blushing bride To feel the wind of my first coaster To throw my wondering heart wide I remember moments of amazement I remember staring at the moon I remember anticipation so intense I just wanted it to be over-soon And when it was-I cringed and cowered For the moment was gone too fast And the sense of awe and wonder Succumbed to high speed crash It could be me ... I readily admit But it sometimes seems The anticipation means more Than the event Moments of wonder Seem few and far between I used to find them often Now wonder's looking lean Children learn the lesson It's a lesson they learn well They stare in wide-eyed wonder For reasons they can't tell And Jesus said His Kingdom Was made for just such hearts The kind that discover joy Without tearing wonder apart-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @ ...
... .~Eva May Young~10-10 -06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... that weary mile. And then we remember Grandma, With gray hair and old fashioned dress, As she danced with my daddy, At the Old Time Summer Fest. And when I hear the sweet laughter, When we played our childish games, And Mama cooking our supper, That gave her instant fame. Oh, that good old summer time, When we picked wild berries for Jam, And Papa built the fire, That smoked the bacon and the ham. As ...
... sing.~Eva May Young~7-9-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... Count It All Joy There are times when we all suffer, When troubles never seem to end, All kinds of sneaky problems, That even Doctors can't mend. There may be troubles in the family, Our children fuss and strain, Parents lose their patience, And dark clouds roll in again. Or maybe it's trouble at work, Sometimes things just don't seem fair, Someone gets upset and angry, And we wonder why we're there. Maybe there's been an accident ...
... a mistake, For we are fearfully and wonderfully made. Each day You lavish Your love on us, The one true love, which will never fade. You have always been our Father. Your hope was we'd each be Your child. When we accepted Jesus as Savior, Those in heaven broke into a smile. You revealed Your abiding love for us Through Jesus, Your wonderful Son. And You'll not count our sins against us, When our life on earth is ... come home, To our welcome You planned long ago. Our Lord Jesus paid for our tickets. The price was expensive, for He gave His all. But, You knew in the end it'd be worth it, For Your children who answered Your call. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... didn't need a light, For anyone to see. Then I grew up, and I moved out, To start my family. And, I'd go home at Christmas time, To help her trim her tree. My wife and children went with me, To mom's house every year. The house was filled with love and joy, As we shared Christmas cheer. The kids would always say to her, The angel is burned out. Then, she would smile and ... dime, When I was only three. Each year we'd trim our Christmas tree, With lights and ornaments. Then Mom would always tell me, What the angel represents. The angels came to tell the shepherds, Of the Christ Child's birth. And, angels are still here with us, To guide us here on earth. The angel on our Christmas tree, Was made in such a way. That if the light inside burned out, You just threw it away ...
... The Tree of My Life When I was yet but a child, the gardener gave me a tree, A little slim elm, to be set wherever seemed good to me What a wonderful thing it seemed! with its lace-edged leaves uncurled, And its span-long stem, that should grow to the grandest tree in the world! So I searched all the garden round, and out over field and hill, But not a spot could I find that suited my wayward will ... moved at all. So here it is growing still, by the lowly cottage door; Never so grand and tall as I dreamed it would be of yore, But it shelters a tired old man in its sunshine-dappled shade, The children's pattering feet round its knotty knees have played, Dear singing birds in a storm sometimes take refuge there, And the stars through its silent boughs shine gloriously fair. [Edward Rowland Sill-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights ...
... frosty bouquet~Eva May Young~6-3-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... green buds That cover every bush and tree I see daffodils and crocus blooming and hear the buzzing of the bumble bee The gentle breeze of springtime Whispers to the awakening heart Green pastures hug the hillside It's God's own work of art The children are laughing and playing Happy that winter has gone its way Looking forward to summer treats Goodbye to winter's frosty bouquet~Eva May Young~6-3-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden ...
58. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Success. [Poems]
... and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. [Ralph Waldo Emerson-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... Success To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. [ ...
59. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- TODAY. [Poems]
... at all God gives you all you need to have And He will til His final call. Be ready and always listen For you never know when He ll say The past and future you don t need But my child, I need you today. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2001-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... and kind to all you meet Spread cheer and joy on your way Say," I love you" to your loved ones And for peace on earth you should pray. Share your faith with lost ones as God bids all His children to do He wants not one soul left behind One might be saved because of you. A lonely person you could visit To help brighten up their day You could feed one who s hungry Offer a place for someone to stay. ...
... words do not do it justice. I don't know if any ever will. It's my hope that when you are in need, you" hear" the silent footsteps of God, coming to your side and comforting you like a child. For that's what we all are, to me. No matter what your age, we are children of God who will never be abandoned by our Father-no matter what. I do not hear your footsteps as you approach me ... in silence my eyes glazed, staring out the window at the early morning newness I do not hear your footsteps as a tear runs down my face overwhelmed with oceans of emotion as I whisper a prayer to you I do not hear your footsteps as I lift my words to you hoping with my heart and soul that you will hear my desperate words I do not hear your footsteps as I feel a comfort sweep through me like a warm breeze in the spring or a blanket ...
61. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Let Go. [Poems]
... stuck, he can't get free. Determined now, to keep the treat; He won't let go you see. Funny little monkey; Trapped in a hunter's snare. Doesn't see the danger; And is taken unaware. Listen, children listen. Don't let sin keep your hold. Trapped your life is useless; When in bondage you are sold. Let go and let the Lord; Give strength in sins attempt. To take away your freedom; Just like this foolish ... Let Go Children's Poem Funny little monkey; Climbing in the tree. Finds a different coconut; It has a hole you see. He peeks inside and sniffs. Mmm, it smells sooo good. He sticks his little hand inside; Just like a monkey would. He finds a yummy treat. He holds to it, real tight. When he pulls to bring it out; He pulls, he jerks, he fights. Funny little monkey; He's stuck, ...
... every way. Don't think I'm being silly when I say I didn't have anything to do with the first time when I was born to my mom and my dad, and I was the first little baby girl, and the third child that they had. I was taught by" words" to have respect for family and for others, and try to get along with my sister and brothers. Parents" examples" can sometimes be bad, and cause their little children ... be sad. I was born again but it was different from the first time you see, I was given a choice of who my Father would be, It was the best choice that I ever made, and there's nothing that I would trade. My mother and father have already gone on, but with my heavenly Father I'm never alone. He loves me like I've never been loved before, He blesses and comforts me and does so much more If you want this ...
... , If you'd smile at Baby Jesus in the manger by our tree" I pulled the letter close to me. I felt it melt my heart. Those tiny hands had written what no other could impart." And a little child shall lead them ," was whispered in my ear As I watched you sleep on Christmas Eve while Santa Claus was here. [Author Unknown-from 'Mikey's Funnies ' (www.MikeysFunnies.com ), via Connie Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... whose house had blown away," Dear Santa, send them just one thing, a place where they can stay"" And Santa, those four cookies that I left you for a treat, Could you take them to the children who have nothing else to eat"" Do you know that little bear I have the one I love so dear? I'm leaving it for you to take to Africa this year"" And as you fly your reindeer on this night ...
... MOTHER'S DAY !"~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... Rule. To always love one another, And to never be mean or cruel. Mothers love to talk with Jesus, She's always careful to say, That we should be obedient, To keep us from going astray. When her children are sad and lonely, Or they are sick in bed, She's always there to help them, Through those times they dread. If they get smart and sassy, She will give them that" look" And send them to their ...
... , forgive them, They know not what they do" He then became our advocate In three days-rose anew We may never know what Jesus thought while dying on a tree The point of suffering is made clear When a lost child bows the knee He endured sheer agony On behalf of all mankind He died once-and for all Then rose again divine What went though the mind Of Jesus on the cross? We are left to wonder About the One who paid the ... mind As He labored just to breathe? Perhaps He considered His creation Maybe He thought of you and me Surely He was distraught When His Father turned His back He carried your every sin In a sacrifice without lack Perhaps He remembered His childhood Or the men He came to teach Those who d witnessed a personal miracle The multitudes that heard Him preach Maybe, just maybe, He thought Of all the wrong I d do And though crushed with grief Spoke to all ...
... A Day In The Life Scrub a dub dub, Two kids in a tub. A splash and a giggle, Fresh towel and a wiggle. Wait, No! Dripping child, don't sit there! A spritz of detangler From the wet kiddie wrangler As I drag the big comb through wet hair. Shirt, pants, socks and shoes, Half an hour of BLUE'S CLUES Then we're hurriedly out the back door. It's fifteen minutes in the car, Though it ... . A few games of go fish, A spilled cup, broken dish Booboo kisses and a few snapshots taken. Lord, my day is so long Yet you keep me happy and strong And You give me such joy in my children. Sure there are days when I'd rather There was someone else who could gather And bath and feed and console But Lord those thoughts are soon fleeting When I hear the sweet greeting I love you, Mommy Thank You, Lord, for ...
... re happy or sad, God s love is ever true. He wants to see us happy, and He offers us comfort too. He will lift us up through all we face, for we are each His special child. He ll give us all the strength we need. to walk that extra mile. It s wonderful to know there s One, on whom we can always depend. For when Jesus became our Savior, He also ... Let each day be filled with joy and peace, from dawning of day through night. But when the problems of life get us down, let s look to God to solve our plight. He ll never leave His children s side. He is always there for us. He longs to be our closest friend, so in Him, let s put our trust. No matter if we re happy or sad, God s love is ...
... ? Then open your eyes, nurse; you're not looking at me. I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still, As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will. I'm a small child of ten .with a father and mother, Brothers and sisters, who love one another. A young girl of sixteen, with wings on her feet, Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet. A bride soon at twenty-my ... other with ties that should last. At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone, But my man's beside me to see I don't mourn. At fifty once more, babies play round my knee, Again we know children, my loved one and me. Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead; I look at the future, I shudder with dread. For my young are all rearing young of their own, And I think of the ...
... Velvet Shackles. He loves me, he loves me not. This childhood rhyme that I was taught. Comes back to me as to the ground. Daisy petals, cascade down. My trembling fingers pluck their leaves. And as they do my soul it grieves. Teardrops fall my heart is spent. Unanswered prayers, heaven sent. Velvet shackles; have me bound. These precious blossoms, once my crown. With carefree souls, I've not been blessed. No ... chains to wear in jest. Just childish dreams, alas that rise Heavenward unto the skies.~2008 by Dot McGinnis~http :// our.homewithgod.com / heavenlyinspirations / http :// groups.yahoo.com / group / HeavenlyInspirations-originalwriti gs / This writing may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes. [by: Dot McGinnis Copyright 2008-submitted by: Dot McGinnis] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... , And thank God with unwavering delight. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... in maple trees. An Oriole sings it's sweet song, It gives my heart a squeeze! Lilacs, white and lavender, Sends forth a fragrance fair. Soft clouds kiss sunny skies, With beauty beyond compare! I hear the children's laughter, As I gaze upon green hills. I smell the fertile soil, As a farmer his land he tills. It's a perfect day to remember, As I think about our God. And all the wonders of His hand, ...
... is near!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: ... My God Is Near As I stand in my garden, And gaze yonder to green hills, I hear the children's laughter, And a summer bird's sweet trill. Then comes a gentle whisper," Have no fear" And I know from deep within, My God is near! As I look up in early evening, I see the blazing skies, Turn into twinkling lights, And a golden moon arise. Again I hear the gentle whisper," Have no ...
... A Child Like Me With saddened eyes and head bent low, It's damaged goods most see, With an unclear past and broken heart, Who would want a child like me? I watch you walk into the room, From a distance I can see, But dare I take a closer step? Who would want a child like me? And then I see you look my way, You smile so tenderly, But do I even dare to dream, You would want a child like me? And then as if I spoke out loud You approach me cautiously, I try so hard to once believe, She will want a child like me. But dare I once let down my guard, And trust that she will see, Hiding beneath this old stained shirt, Is a beautiful child like me? My smile they say lights up a room, I'll be good as good can be, Oh Please Dear God let her want, ...
... Have Faith My Child Look not, to the storming waves. Look not, to the thundering blasts. But look to the horizon of Grace. Look now, upon His Holy face. Have Faith My Child Look not, to the enemies arrows. Look not, to doubting questions of why. But look to the East of sweet vict'ry. Our Father's in control and draws nigh. Have Faith My Child Look not, at the circumstances of grim. Look not, to the heartaches of woe. But look to the Master of comfort; Upon Him, your head, lay down low. Have Faith My Child Look not, to the attacks of this world. Look not, to the ravings of men in sin; But lay your towering burdens down. By Grace, through faith, trust Him. Have Faith My Child Look not, to trumpeting failures. Look not, to the regrets of the night. But look to ...
... Take A Little Time Take a little time my child, Stay right here with me. Take a little time my child, The hasty often can't see. Take a little time my child, And you will have all that you need. Take a little time my child, And wait for the fruit of your seed. Take a little time my child, And let me be your guide. Take a little time my child, And under my wings you can hide. For I am the Essence of Time, I am never early, never late. So listen to me, the Essence of Time, And do not be afraid to wait. [Anthony Gomez-from Linda Letkeman] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
75. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Not Yet. [Poems]
... Not Yet Sometimes I ask the question," My Lord, is this Your will ?" It's then I hear You answer me," My Precious child... be still" Sometimes I feel frustrated, 'Cause I think I know what's best. It's then I hear You say to me," My busy child... just rest" Sometimes I feel so lonely And I think I'd like a mate. Your still small voice gets oh, so clear And says," My child... please wait"" I know the plans I have for you, The wondrous things you'll see; If you can just be patient, child, And put your trust in Me. I've plans to draw you closer. I've plans to help you grow. There's much I do you cannot see And much you do not know. But know this, child... I love you! You are precious unto Me. ...
... My Lord, Is This Your Will? Sometimes I ask the question," My Lord, is this your will ?" It's then I hear you answer me," My Precious Child. Be still" Sometimes I feel frustrated, cause I think I know what's best. It's then I hear you say to me," My Busy Child. Just rest" Sometimes I feel so lonely, and I think I'd like a mate. Your wispering voice gets oh so clear and says," My Child. Please wait"" I know the plans I have for you, the wondrous things you'll see; If you can just be patient, Child, and put your trust in Me. I've plans to draw you closer. I've plans to help you grow. There's much I do you cannot see, and much you do not know. But know this, Child. I LOVE YOU. You are Precious unto Me. Before I ...
... A Babe's Prayer Within the heart of a tiny child lies the seed of hope so great. Within that child, so close to God~lies our future, our world, our fate. The earth moves forward~the young grow old. The wee ones possess the stories untold. The cycle of life, the seedling and the tree. The future of the child~for you and for me. When you lose your way, and you feel despair~find the eyes of a child~the answer's there. Life's greatest treasure~the missing key~Rests in the heart of the little baby. For in that child is our tomorrow. The power to erase~sadness and sorrow. But, we must comply to the Great One above. By our own example~fill the babe with Love. The silent prayers we don't understand~whispered by the babe~spread across the land. On angel's wings~their words ...
... A Child's Love A child's love is like a whisper, given in little ways we do not hear. But if you listen closely it will be very clear. They often do not say it loud, but in how they come to you. Daddy, will you play with me? Mommy, tie my shoe? The many ways they tell you, changes as they grow. Dad, I made the team today! Mom, I've Got to go! Pop, I need some money, You see there's. this girl at school. Mama, I met a boy today and Wow, he's so cool! Dad, I've got something to tell you. I think she is the one! Mom, he asked me to marry him. Would you love him as your son? Dad, I've got some news for you. It's going to be a boy! Mom, I'm kind of scared of this, yet I'm filled ...
... Heaven's Very Special Child A meeting was held far from earth," It's time again for another birth ," Said the angels to the Lord above." This special child will need much love"" Her progress may seem very slow, Accomplishments she may not show. And she'll require extra care, From the folks she'll meet down there"" She may not run or laugh or play, Her thoughts may seem quite far away, In many ways she won't adapt, And she'll be known as handicapped"" So let's be careful where she's sent, We want her life to be content; Please, Lord. Find the parents who, Will do this special job for you"" They will not realize right away, The leading role they are asked to play; But with this child sent from above, Comes stronger faith and richer love"" So they'll know the privilege given, In caring for this gift from heaven; ...
... A Child To Love You can have your wealth and riches All the things so many seek, Position, power, and success, The fame you long to keep. You can earn as much as you wish, Reach a status high above, But none of these can equal Having one sweet child to love. 'Tis the greatest gift from heaven, Little arms that hold you tight, And a kiss so soft and gentle When you tuck them in at night. A million precious questions And each story often read, Two eyes so bright and smiling, And a darling tousled head. God has never matched the goodness Of a trusting little face, Or a heart so full of laughter Spreading sunshine every place. A child to hold and cuddle, 'Tis a gift from God above, And the world is so much brighter When you have a child to love. [Author Unknown-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved ...
... A Saga of the Stable I've a story 'bout a stable in a small town far away; It was years and years ago now, but it's still brand new today. There were animals that lived inside this manger, so I hear, And the word was goin ' 'round that soon the Christ Child would appear!" Is He coming ?" asked the donkey," Seems we've waited here so long! That bright star is just above us, but still, something could go wrong !"" Hush your doubting ," said the sparrow," He'll soon be here, just you wait! The Lord's timing's always perfect, never too soon or too late!" We've that bright star up above us and I'm certain it's a sign That the Christ Child will soon be here, so don't worry and don't whine !" Then the sparrow left the manger and he flew until he spied Mary, riding on a donkey, Joseph, walking at ...
... Dance by the Sea My little child so small and free how happy you look as you dance by the sea. I want all your days to be filled with fun as you frolic and play in the sand and the sun. My little child so small and free how happy and carefree you are by the sea. I want you to have the most beautiful life the respect you deserve and never any strife. My little child so small and free how happy you are when we stay by the sea. May all your days be nothing but fun as you chase the waves and play in the sun. My little child so small and free I know one day you will have to leave me. But I also know our time will come when we'll play by the sea with your own little one. [by Cheri Lee Funk 2001 (cheri @ec.rr.com)-from '2THEHEART '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... A Salute to Mothers Mothers come in all sizes and descriptions it's true, But please know we're thankful for each one of you. Some have many children, some have only one, But each mother gave life to a daughter or son. You may feel neglected and you may be, it's true, But at least for today we want to thank you. You not only gave birth but you guided and led, And you saw that your children were clothed and were fed. You taught us each night to kneel down and pray, And things that you told us we remember today. You may not always be" with it" or dressed all in style, But my, you are lovely when at us you smile. Some of you mothers are grandmothers too, So your days for teaching children are certainly not through. Grandchildren love grandmothers and need them you see, To love them and teach them and their friend to be ...
84. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- True Worth. [Poems]
... Every one of God's small creatures has a purpose here on Earth, Though there are times when He alone can measure our true worth. Our mission may be grandiose; our mission may be small. But despite the work God plans for us, we're equals -one and all. Even mighty heads of government are mortal, after all, And despite their earthly titles-someday, they too will fall. And stand beside the poor man, the mother, or the child, To face their fate in Heaven, when God's books are reconciled. So plan your life accordingly, and see that it's well-spent, And listen with your heart to hear the message God has sent. Our work may not bring glory; our deeds may not bring fame, But it's work that God's assigned us-to accomplish in His name. So .help a child who needs guidance when others ' backs are turned, Be a friend to those around you-whom ...
85. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Mother. [Poems]
... A Mother A Mother is a special person In the eyes of Jesus Christ, Who cherished His own mother To the very end of life. Mothers have hands so gentle, To soothe away the pains; Ears to hear all problems, And help set them right again A Mother s heart is open When a wayward child returns; Forgiveness shows a part of love For which her child now yearns. Mothers never do give up On any straying child But teach them courage as they grow, Remaining meek and mild. A hug is always ready, Waiting at the door When the grown child comes home To mother s arms once more. God bless you today dear mother For the trials you ve been through To raise your baby, now full grown May God the Father honor you.~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-Copyright 2005 (jguy453 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: ...
... cost. Though evil reigned at Columbine, And horror filled the air, I wanted all of you to know, I left Heaven and went there. I summoned Heaven's Angels, Long before the call came in, To share the dreadful warning, Of what would soon begin. The Angels wings were folded, They knew what was to come, I said," I'll lead this mission" And they followed one by one." I will go and get these children, And bring them home with me, So they can live in Heaven, Where it's safe and terror free" I prepared a special schoolhouse, It stands out from all the rest, The Welcome Mat reads," Columbine ," It's reserved for Heaven's best. I was hovering all around them, In the Library and the Hall, When the evil forces entered, Your children heard me call. I wrapped my arms around them, Pulled them close unto my breast, ...
... The Stranger At Christmas time there was a man who looked so out of place as people rushed about him at a hurried sort of pace. He stared at all the Christmas lights, the tinsel everywhere, the shopping center Santa Claus with children gathered near. The mall was packed with shoppers who were going to and fro, some with smiles and some with frowns and some too tired to go. They rested on the benches or they hurried on their way to fight the crowd for purchases to carry home that day. The music from a stereo was playing loud and clear of Santa Claus and snowmen and a funny nosed reindeer. He heard the people talk about the good times on the way of parties, fun and good galore, and gifts exchanged that day. I'd like to know what's going on, the man was heard to say. There seems to be some sort of celebration on the way. And would you tell me who ...
... God's Child God calls on certain people To love and follow Him And the baby, you hold in your arms, Just might be one of them. Though they seem too small and tiny To carry on God's way, They'll grow into a strong child, soon; With each passing day. Then, someday, they will tell the world Of all God's wondrous things; Of Jesus and His glory, And all the love He brings. They'll help us lift our hearts to God And give our lives to him, And show us love, to fill our hearts That once were filled with sin. And, when they die, they'll join God In the heavens, high above. Then, someone else, maybe their child, Will take their place to teach about God's love.~Dot McGinnis~[ by: Dot McGinnis Copyright 2005-submitted by: Dot McGinnis] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... The Dreams Of Children Fly with me to the end of the rainbow, Come let's play among the stars. We can journey through the dreams of children, Twice 'round the Moon and once 'round Mars. We'll ask the stars their deepest secrets, Play hide and seek on Saturn's rings. Let's sing and dance on heavens doorstep, Now speak of love and wonderful things. Oh! Let us skip down heavens high road, Sit upon the pavement made of gold. We can listen to the song of the Lamb And to all the stories that He told. Fly with me to paradise, With me please come my dearest friend. Let's explore the dreams of children, May we hope and pray they'll never end. [Written and contributed by: John Dunning (www.unitedinjesus.cjb.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... When I Meet My Savior If this is the day that I should meet my Savior face to face I hope that He can say to me," My child, you ran the good race. You told those who didn t know Me how they could be My child You helped those sick and suffering; you went that extra mile. You shared with others what you had; you were always kind You were always witnessing; you wanted no one left behind. You comforted those in sorrow; you prayed for those still lost You tried to be a friend to all, no matter what the cost. You let My light shine through you so others around could see That you had something special, and you told them it was free. You shared the gift of salvation and they were quick to agree They wanted the joy and peace you had so they too could be free. You told them of the blood I shed to ...
... When I'm A Little Old Lady Then I'll live with my children and bring them great joy. To repay all I've had from each girl and boy I shall draw on the walls and scuff up the floor; Run in and out without closing the door. I'll hide frogs in the pantry, socks under my bed. Whenever they scold me, I'll hang my head. I'll run and I'll romp, always fritter away The time to be spent doing chores every day. I'll pester my children when they are on the phone. As long as they're busy I won't leave them alone. Hide candy in closets, rocks in a drawer, And never pick up my clothes from the floor. Dash off to the movies and not wash a dish. I'll plead for allowance whenever I wish. I'll stuff up the plumbing and deluge the floor. As soon as they've mopped it, I'll flood it some more. When they correct me, ...
... " If only we could shut Him up and go on like it's been, But if He will not shut His mouth we must get rid of Him" So on that Friday I stood by and watched them kill my son, While others wondered, what on earth has this boy done? I raised Him as a good boy; He made life so rich and full, And just because He spoke like God, He's called a criminal. A mother loves her children and she gives the very best, A mother does the best she can and prays God does the rest. If God blessed you with children you must give them back to him, And realize deep in your heart that He's in charge of them. In this life there will be times when you don't understand, What God is doing but you know you've done the best you can. On that Friday it felt like my heart ripped from my chest, But I knew ...
... her heart's own deafening roar." Don't You hear me, God? I'm quitting! I can't live the life of praise! I'm a failure, Lord, a loser! This is where we two part ways !" Still no answer came from Heaven, though she wailed and sobbed and wept. When the sun's rays broke the darkness, in exhaustion then she slept. While she tossed and turned in restlessness, the Lord God sent a dream, Saying," Child, I'll not abandon you, no matter how you scream!" For I gave My Son to save you and He shed His blood for thee, Thou art Mine, now and forever .you mean all the world to Me! I'll not give you up, not ever .though you let go of My hand, I know well how rough thy path is .yea, I fully understand." My own Spirit dwells within you, and He'll lead you on your way Till ...
... , In divine eternal light. This place it knows, no sorrow, And tears here never fall, For in the presence of the Lord, Great love is felt by all. And in this wondrous paradise, Beyond the starlit sky The smallest of the angels, Is learning how to fly. She carefully lifts her feathered wings, And holds her head up high, She soars throughout the universe, With confidence and pride. Yet this tiny, pure, angelic child, Has one thing she must do. She searches out the brightest star, To send back down to you. There is no greater loss in life, Than those who ve lost their child, Yet tiny angels only fly, When they see their parents smile. So when you look up to the sky, And see a falling star, Just know the child you grieve so much, Is never all that far.~Lisa J Schlitt 2004~p.schlitt @ ...
... Do I quote the Bible? What do you think about the time? Do You prefer the dawn? Should I pray fast, Or keep it slow? Better short. or long? I'm new at this What are the rules? I want to do it right. How do I know You'll even hear That I am in Your sight? And while I sat there quietly, Waiting for some sign, I heard a gentle voice say," Oh, dearest child of mine. Do you think I really care About the time of day, Or whether you are standing up, Or kneeling when you pray ?"" I don't care about your posture, Or about the place you choose; Just open up your soul to me, I have no other rules. Tell me what is in your heart, And tell me what you seek; Tell me of your sorrows, And of those things that made you weak"" Speak to ...
... The Wake Up Call September 11, 2001 (Tuesday)-For all victims of the terrorism tragedy in the United States of America, and the loved ones left behind. The Worlds Rotation Never Paused The Second Hands Ticked On. Such Overwhelming Pain Was Caused The Innocent. Now Gone Our Children Made Their Way To School The Restaurants Served Up Food While Vehicles Filled Up With Fuel That Moment. Life Was Good! Then In One Second Time Stood Still From Clouds That Moved Apart Determined" Evil ", Came To Kill And Stab US In The Heart AMERICA Stood Froze In Time With Horror In Our Eyes As Phase-One Of This" Evil" Crime Broke Through Our Peaceful Skies Before Events Had Yet Sunk In A Second Hit We Took An Awful Act Of Purest Sin As" WORLD TRADE CENTER" Shook Americans Ran For Their Life Through Flames And Flying Glass Reality Cut Like A Knife As Children, Sat In Class While Massive Frenzy Ran Amuck From Sea ...
... Think About It-Satin I have come to visit your children and I'm pleased with what I see. They abuse all kinds of drugs, and are getting drunk with me. They live as in Gomorrah or Sodom, their minds perverse and blown. I will claim their souls anytime now, you shouldn't have left them alone. I am glad you worked long hours, I am glad you were busy a lot. And It would have been harder to sway them, if you too hadn't been using pot. At your schools I have been at work, making sex an acceptable game. You slept while I fought to keep prayer out, To add to your neglectful shame. You don't seem to noticed the witchcraft; I broadcast on your own TV," It's just an innocent program ," Twitch your nose as they follow me. Add a couple violent sitcoms, It's funny to see heads blown in two. Now your little Tommy ...
... A Twig is Bent I've heard it all my life and I believe it to be so, how the twig is bent is the way the child will grow. We think we know it all when our child is, oh so small. How shall we act, which way will they go? The way we act, is the way they know. Looking back is not good they say. But I'd do some things in a different way. The first thing I'd do is teach them to pray and go to church, not sleep in, on Sunday. Christian friends are important. Good values need to be set. Daily reading of the Bible is more important yet. A child needs to remember when they really need a friend they can always talk to Jesus who'll be with them through thick and thin. [by Delores Wood (May 21, 1989)-from 'Guidewords '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... " But, mom, it's been almost three years and you've not even tried"" You haven't had a Christmas tree since daddy passed away, And I think that it's time you put your tree up for display"" Maybe this year I will do it ," then she smiled at me," But I don't think today I feel like messing with a tree" Three weeks until Christmas as I sat there at my mother's, Sipping tea and talking of my children and my brothers. She preferred to live alone after my dad's death, Because she said she never would become somebody's pest. So as we chatted and enjoyed each other's company, I told her," mom, the kids ask every year about your tree"" They ask why grandma doesn't like to put it up and trim, So I just told them next time ask her; you explain to them" She just smiled and said," you tell them I ...
... My After Christmas Christmas The tree is trimmed, the shopping's done, the presents are all wrapped. I won't be tired this evening, because I've already napped. It is the night I've waited for, my children will be coming, And all my little grandbabies will fly through my door running. Excitement overtakes them as they reach their Poppy's place, Knowing there are presents keep the smiles upon their face. They know their Poppy loves the Christmas time as much as they, But as they open up the presents, there's a game to play. They each had Christmas morning at their homes on Christmas day, But this is always after Christmas, on a Saturday. This is just a Christmas bonus after all is done, This is like a second Christmas seeing everyone. But before they open presents it is time to eat, Poppy has a special dish, that is the Christmas treat. Hot out of the oven and as fresh ...
... A Prayer At The Well A Prayer at the Well! It's night, O Lord, please hear my call; I know You want my very all. But wells are deep; how can I give The wordless pain in which I live! It's night, O Lord, be swift to hear; To bring relief for falling tears. Needless pain, don't let it be; But healing pain, to set me free. Be still, My child; My whispers hear. Lean hard, My child; come very near. This well so deep with suffering filled Must empty first, till all is still. I'll take the hurt; I'll take the strife; In Hands so strong I'll hold your life. I'll fill the well with heaven's gain, When you, My child, give Me the pain. I'll take it, mold it, make it Mine; Transform it then to love divine. Turn sorrow into fullest joy ...
... March onward into battle!" March onward into battle !" I heard the Captain say. I see the forces of our enemy trembling as I pray. I look to Him in fear and doubt," there's nothing we can do! Let's stay here in our friendship and let the forces through"" Remember who I am, my child. Now onward you must march. To fight the lies with Jesus ' truth and shine Him in the dark"" Then promise me your courage, your protection and your might, and I promise with your Word in hand, I'll draw my sword and fight !"" My child, I promise nothing but everything you need So I'm graning you these shoes of peace to calm your trembling feet." Your enemy will fight with lies, but do not be decieved. For as you wear this belt of truth, you'll know what to believe." Your heart is very tender, but child ...
103. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Simple Faith. [Poems]
... am ever there For the darkest sin, the greatest pain you cause to me Is the sin of doubt that says, You no longer do believe When the night you faced seemed ne'er to bring a morn When through agonizing hours you doubted you d see the dawn A shelter when storms blew rough, fortress when cold winds blew A strength, comfort, solace, through it all I sheltered you Despite all your fears one hand you sought to hold Why falter now my child, why let your faith grow cold? Do the clouds of pain envelope so, you fear I cannot do All that I've promised, fear not, for I can give them all to you My love, patience, strength and care is eternal, ever abounding You doubt because my power seems impossible, so astounding How can an unseen God I trust, with all my cares everyday Is he as indomitable, competent, encompassing as they say? I know my child the ...
... I Am A Child Of God Since Jesus came into my heart, His presence I always feel. He totally changed my outlook on life, When He marked me with His seal. I want others to know this feeling, For it is the greatest" high" Nothing can ever compare to it, So I don t even try. The inner peace that I now have, I value more highly than gold. I don t have many material things, But still I have riches untold. No closer friend could I possess, For He never leaves my side. When daily problems come my way, It s Him in whom I confide. When I came to God s attention, My life was filled with mistakes and discord, His justice couldn t dismiss my sin, But His mercy was my reward. When He sacrificed His only Son, The gates of hell to me were closed. Instead heaven ...
... Faith Of A Child The father, a well digger, strong was he, And as loving and kind as a father could be. And Mary his daughter, Just five years old, Was much dearer than millions in gold. To Mary her father was big, grand and nice, So each had a treasure, beyond any price. One day to the well, little Mary was sent, To take daddy his lunch, so gladly she went. But when she looked down, not a thing could she see. The well, like a pocket, was dark as could be. The father saw Mary and heard her voice too, But made not a sound, just to see what she'd do. She dropped to her knees, the dear little soul, And called down," Oh, Daddy, are you down in this hole ?"" Why, yes Mary darling, I'm here at your feet, Just drop my ...
... Legacy of an Adopted Child Once there were two women Who never knew each other. One you do not remember The other you call Mother. Two different lives Shaped to make you one. One became your guiding star The other became your sun. The first one gave you life And the second taught you to live it. The first gave you a need for love The second was there to give it. One gave you a nationality The other gave you a name. One gave you a talent The other gave you aim. One gave you emotions The other calmed your fears. One saw your first sweet smile The other dried your tears. One sought for you a home That she could not provide. The other prayed for a child And her hope was not denied. And now you ask me through your tears The age old question unanswered through the years. Heredity or environment Which are you a product of? Neither my Darling, ...
... He Called Me His Child I was all geared up, to run this race, I started out, with a smile on my face, As I began to run, I was slowing down, I really tried, and I began to frown, My eyes were a blur, I could hardly see, My mind was made up, that was the key. My thoughts were dull, I couldn't think, I wanted Jesus, to give me a drink. With my ears I listened, I had to hear, To see if my Father, was still very near, I caught a glimpse, of His dear face, Then I knew I could make it, by His Grace. I ran a little farther, I came to a curve, I slowed down as I began to swerve, My feet became steady, I did rejoice, The next thing I knew, I heard a voice. He called me his child ...
... The Child Inside Lord grant that I might find the heart that once lived in this frame. A heart of innocence, a heart of love, pure and without blame. My days of innocence have long past, I am ashamed to say. Lord grant that innocence may return, make new this heart today. Please keep me clean and without spot, not questioning what to do. Take my hand and walk with me. With Your help, I'll make it through. Touch these eyes that they may see the world as it should be. With You as Lord and Master reigning today and eternally. That I might again have the heart of a child, this is my earnest prayer. To greet each day with hope, with joy and see love everywhere. [by Joanne Warrick, Copyright 2001-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... My Child I Am Here I lay in bed all alone Tears steaming down my face I cried out his name He came in haste Father, hold me please I cried Wrap your arms around me Be by my side His Presence filled the room Perfumed my bedroom air I heard His Voice" My Child I am Here" His angles sang to me My sorrow began to ease In My Fathers Arms I slept in peace Thank you my Father for being with me at all times, and bringing your comfort in the darkness of the night. [Kathleen Shelton Poulson (KathleenPoulson @postmark.net)-from Kathleen Poulson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Lost Little Child Lost little child My heart weeps for you. So full of your struggles You know not what to do. My arms are wide open In Me you'll find rest. Give Me one chance Put My love to the test. Your burden is heavy but My load is light. Exchange mine for yours I will handle your plight. Your worries should never become so severe. For I have not given you a spirit of Fear. My love is here now It is yours for the taking. Please claim this free gift or it's My heart your breaking.~Lynn McDonald~[ by: Lynn McDonald, Copyright 2007 (lynettemarie @charter.net)-submitted by Lynn McDonald] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
111. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Child. [Poems]
... My Child I loved you for so many months Before you were even born, I talked and sang and read to you And kept you safe and warm. And when you opened first your eyes And looked deeply into my soul, My heart grew full, and with great relief, I saw that you were whole. Your tiny little bitsy fist, Wrapped tight around my thumb, The trust you placed upon me, Struck me completely dumb. How awesome was your little smile That spoke of your dreams to me, So trusting as you slowly nursed, So dependant, relaxed and free. Committed I myself to you, As protector, friend and guide, And watched you grow, a tender shoot, Close ever by my side. How shocked was I when the death angel came And bore you to heaven s home, To fill a spot in God s own heart, And with Jesus talk and roam. Please know ...
112. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Purpose. [Poems]
... am not as those who touch your very soul. To wealth I was not born as some who s only claim to fame, Is that they were the by-product of someone s wealthy name. My parents never financed me to try my little whims, And I and I alone account for all my worldly sins. As my life is winding down I have no claim to fame, I am known by nothing else except my given name. Even with my children I was once the head of house, But now I don t know if my head could even lead a spouse. Once I was a super hero in my children s eyes, But, out of sight is out of mind and comes as no surprise. The grandchildren that come along should help your soul renew, Then suddenly you realize that they have grown up too. Is it true you wonder, that your usefulness does flee? Does there come a ...
... over, a tranquil feeling finds my soul. For the calm is so unnerving, and begins to take its toll. That storm took all the energy from every living thing. I can t wait for the next storm, to see what it will bring.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... I CAN and I WILL Life has it's hills and it's valleys, It's a long and twisting road, There are battles to be conquered. Where seeds of doubt have been sowed. When we see a high hill before us, We may think it's way too high, And we wonder if we can make it, And should we even try And then I hear God's still, small voice, It comes from deep within," You can do this, my child, And this time you will win !" My heart leaped with assurance, I CAN and I WILL! NOTHING CAN STOP ME, FROM CLIMBING THIS HILL! It may be the highest hill, That I will ever climb, But by God's sweet grace. I will do it this time! And with His love and mercy, Which covers us all, I will have the strength and courage, That keeps us from a nasty fall. His wisdom and His consuming love ...
... Note From Jesus My child, I know your heart is broken, For I ve heard your prayers to me. Please know that I m beside you And I want to keep you free. Free from bitterness and self-pity, Over the sorrow you have to face. Remain steadfast and trust in Me, My love will fill the empty space. What s happened is not your doing, So trust Me to be your guide. With all that you are going through, Know I m walking by your side. You ve asked Me over and over," Why must I go through this again ?" I can only tell you my loving child, This was caused by worldly sin. You ve done your best through the years, Now give it all to Me. You ll be stronger when I m finished. I promise, just wait and see. I alone can heal your broken heart ...
... wasn't playing. I wasn't listening and I wasn't praying. I held a book, but wasn't reading, I was trying to think, but not succeeding. Questions flitted to and fro, Thoughts would come and then they'd go. The Lord, He tried to pin me down, But my mind kept going 'round and 'round. My mind was like a stormy sea, My boat was sinking fast with me. Then I heard a voice so real." My child ," He said" Peace, be still" God's calming Spirit fell like rain, To soothe my heart and heal my pain. To cleanse away the hectic day, So I could listen and I could pray. When your mind is like a stormy sea, And you can't get where you want to be, When your cup is empty and hard to fill," My child ," He says" PEACE, BE STILL"~Bonnie David~April 1992 [by ...
... this morning and knew that today, the sun would not be shining and the clouds would be gray. As I stepped outside, rain fell upon my head. My car wouldn't start so I walked to school instead. I forgot all of my assignments, I failed all of my tests. I dropped my head in disgust and asked the Lord for one request." Lord, why is it that things won't go my way ?" He gently replied," Dear child it is because you didn't thank me yesterday. I woke you up and enabled you to see the sun again. I gave you shelter, protected your family, and even let you make a new friend. I blessed you far greater than I ever had before. But you were too busy to thank me once more. You didn't feel sick because I maintained your health. You had money in your pocket because I maintained your wealth. You had shoes on you feet ...
... asked," What do you see ?" I said," Such colors, everywhere" We continued on our way, and stood so very near, a stream of crystal waters, and He asked" What do you hear ?" I listened very closely, and not before too long, I heard a gentle melody. I heard the water's song. He took my hand in His, and led me down a path, until we came upon a clearing, with children playing in the grass. He asked," What do you see ?" and I watched the children play. I said," They are happy and full of joy, on this beautiful, sunny day" The Lord smiled down at me, and took me by the hand. He led me to a street, where I saw a homeless man. He asked," What do you feel ?" and I thought I saw a tear, run down the Lord's gentle ...
... Santa's Christmas Wish It's Christmas Eve once again, And the world awaits Santa's return, But as children sleep with happy faces, Santa's face is full of concern. For he knows that many believe in him, Even though they see him not; Yet they don't believe in the unseen God, Nor the Son that He begot. They accept the many gifts from Santa, As an expression of his love; But they won't accept The Greatest Gift, From the loving God above. The gift of eternal salvation, Was offered on Christmas Day-Through the birth of Baby Jesus, Who is still rejected today!" How sad it is ," thought Santa, As he climbed into his sleigh. And with tears staining his cheeks, Santa bowed his head to pray." Lord Jesus, 'tis not for my glory, That I return each Christmas Eve. But to show men, women, and children, That they don't need to ...
120. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- His Alone. [Poems]
... life took unexpected turns... instead of reaching for His face, I failed the test. I did not lean into His arms of grace. The winds grew cold, my garments torn from battles with this earth. I still refused to accept this gift... for its everlasting worth. Bent and bleeding, shivering cold... life had left me broken and alone. When deep inside, a voice did call," Come home, my child. Come home" Me? Could He be calling me? With all my pain and guilt? I'd turned away so many times... So many walls I'd built." Come home, my child. Come home ," he said, reaching out his hands the very ones that for me had bled. I had stumbled. I'd done so much wrong... How could I go to Him? Would He take me after oh so long? My answer ...
... are my Hero & I m your buddy, but I wish you didn t go. Love, Your son Santa filled his sleigh & decided there would be Christmas after all. And we can thank that little boy, who made Santa feel so small.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... I Found God Today I found God today in the eyes of a child He looked up at me and gave me a smile He gave me such comfort for which I had longed Through the eyes of a child I realized I belonged I found God today in an old woman's face As she held my hand I felt God's embrace From problems in life I knew I would prevail Which I felt through her hands so old and so frail I found God today in the warmth of a friend Who has given me strength for which I can depend When life had me down and I felt so depressed I realized through my friend just how much I was blessed I found God today when I searched for so long And I've come to realize he'd been there all along In family and friends, and those each day I see Each day I find God, and now I've found him in me [Tommy Q. (thomas.quintana @kodak.com)-from 'TPS ...
123. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Rise and Shine! [Poems]
... bad dreams. They can miss all the beauty in life, all things in God s schemes. I have been there too and I know there s only one way out. That s to open up your heart and give God a piercing SHOUT!~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... want Willie ? Willie had the shakes. Well, you can bet your sweet bippy, I don t want any of those freakin flakes So naturally they would be bored for a whole lot longer, Because their Mother's determination was a whole lot stronger.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... we re not good for anyone, we need to replenish our soul. It is good to give of yourself to others for that is what we re supposed to do. But next time keep a little bit extra hidden inside, something just for you.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... the hearts can again be one. This is the victory I have been praying for, when this war is done. Try to have a happy Valentines Day, with both hearts standing by. So when your hearts can be rejoined they both will be flying high.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2009 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
127. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Dancer. [Poems]
... The Dancer She sat silently Watching the other children play. Hoping that she'd jump up and run To play with them one day. And summer's came and then they went, And seasons were here and gone. Her youthful longings kept their pace As those children grew up and moved on. Then as a young teenager balancing books With crutches in tow. She still dreamt her dreams and endured the taunts That hurt her spirit so. She was a pretty thing. And had a ready smile. That betrayed the lonely saddened heart, Which held no grudge nor guile. She'd close her eyes and feel her feet Gliding gracefully across the floor. Her auburn hair and bright blue eyes Filled with love and hope and more. As the day approached. the big dance came, She dressed her Sunday best. A most beautiful little wounded bird Not quite fitting in with the rest. Oh how she longed for strong arms To wrap her tiny frame ...
... flopping side to side. Gathering all those nuts Jim picked with such emotional pride. When we got close to the little guys, they looked up with their bulging cheeks. It was as if they were saying thank you to him for pickin all their winter treats.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... to believe. One of Momma s hugs could heal me deep within. They would bring peace and healing, and a small grin. Someday I will feel her arms around me again. I know where, I know how, but not sure of when.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... Heaven's Grocery Store As I was walking down life's highway many years ago I came upon a sign that read Heavens Grocery Store. When I got a little closer the doors swung open wide And when I came to myself I was standing inside. I saw a host of angels. They were standing everywhere One handed me a basket and said" My child, shop with care" Everything a human needed was in that grocery store And what you could not carry you could come back for more. First I got some Patience. Love was in that same row. Further down was Understanding, you need that everywhere you go. I got a box or two of Wisdom and Faith a bag or two. And Charity, of course, I would need some of that, too. I couldn't miss the Holy Ghost It was all over the place. And then some Strength and Courage to help me run this race. My basket was getting ...
... His Name is Wonderful! In that lowly manger A Savior from sin. Yes, there that day, He was God even then! The years as a child While on earth He trod. Have you ever thought, As a Child, He was God? When He died on the cross, Praise His name forever more, Even dying on that day He was God as before! As He lay in the tomb Those three days He stayed, He was God when He arose And was God while He laid! He arose on that third day, The promised Sacrifice fulfilled. The Savior of all, paid the price. Just as His own Father willed!-Dot Wilson-( 12-05-2004) [by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... How many friends do you have? Think about it. The old man turned to me and asked" How many friends have you ?" Why 10 or 20 Friends have I, And named off just a few-He rose quite slow with effort And sadly shook his head" A lucky child you are To have so many friends ," he said, But think of what you're saying There is so much you do not know A friend is just not someone to whom you say" Hello" A friends a tender shoulder on which to softly cry A well to poor your troubles down and raise your spirits high A friend is a hand to pull you up From darkness and despair. when all your other" so called" friends Have helped to put you there A true friend is an ally who can't be moved or bought a voice to keep your name alive when others have forgot But most of all a friend is a heart a strong ...
133. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Invisible Bars. [Poems]
... ? Is it just old age creeping up, Will I finally lose my mind? Where are you, Jesus, Master healer of this earth? You are my precious Savior, You died to give me new birth. Why won't you heal me, Lord? You healed the Leper and the lame, Have I overstepped my boundaries, Have you forgotten my name? And then I heard a whisper, Coming from deep within," You are being tested, my child, Stay the course and win, I know it isn't easy, I, too, made a frightening trip, And I arose again to save you, From Satan's fiery whip. For when this journey is over, And we meet on that golden street, You will no longer be a prisoner, But free in God's holy retreat.~Eva May Young~5-18-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager ...
... and unafraid Why should I ever spare a thought When my life would never fade? Countless years stretched before me Like endless waves of the sea, Laboring under a misapprehension So long I could not see. At last forced to face the truth Alone and at deaths feet With tide ebbing, death knell calling, My Creator I am to meet. turn the tide, go back in time! I plead with God, to no avail, The voice replies my precious child The ship has set sail! O reality, I see your face That I am now forced to see Emerging from behind an illusion, I have so long carried with me. Through triumph and disaster, I've sought so long and hard To fight the truth and face it not To do meant lowering a guard That like a protective wall O sweet illusion, enveloped me And had me obstinately refusing To face my immortality Armed with that misconception, I went on, sure and ...
135. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Awakening. [Poems]
... My Awakening I know I'm not the Christian, You would have me be. Neither am I the parent that You would like to see. But, Lord, I'm really willing, to be these things for You, it's just that I don't know, what You would have me do. Our children face an awful world, if You don't soon return. To get the wisdom to teach and guide, we're willing Lord to learn. Some of us are listening, Lord, if we are only fed, with ways of making our world better, to face the time ahead. Help us to arm our children, with basic things of You, like Your Holy Word and prayer, so they'll know what to do. If we remain a few more years, upon Your beautiful Earth, help us, Lord, to let them know, the need for a brand new birth. I'm looking for You any day, it could ...
... he saith shall come to pass, he shall have whatsoever he saith" (Mark 11: 22-23 KJV) Lord, a mountain's just before me And I can't see my way through, It's too steep to scale or climb it, Tell me, Lord, what should I do? I'm too weak to face that mountain, I'm too scared to even try, I can't hope to cross that mountain, It's too wide, Lord, it's too high." Child, don't focus on the mountain, you will just become dismayed, If you speak about the mountain you'll grow even more afraid; In your heart know that I'm able, speak those things you want to be, With your mouth, command the mountain: 'Be thou cast into the sea '" Speak My power, not your problems~you're the head and not the tail, Without doubt, confess My favors, say you're strong when you feel frail. Words are ...
137. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Testing Ground. [Poems]
... , He promised He'd be with me though the way seem stark and bare. My eyes could see forever and there was no end in sight, No hills to hide a greener path to save me from my plight. Mirages filled my heart with hope then quickly passed away, I feared He had forgotten me and left me there to stay. Monotony and barren days, I'd more than had my fill; When strength was gone, I heard His voice:" Child, do you trust Me still?" If this were all I had for you, would you say I know best? If so, I'll lead you out of here, My child, you've passed the test"~~~~~" Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him" (Job 13: 15a, KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights ...
... Job 38-39 If the Lord asks me to wait Till I reach that pearly gate Then wait I must. Though my heart says I should hurry, Still my Lord says not to worry, I must trust." O, My child~thou art Mine, You must seek My will, not thine, Do not fret thyself about what is to be. For thy future have no dread, Leave it in My hands instead, For I alone know what is best for thee." Dwell on what My hands have made, Count the stars My hands have stayed To spin in motion. Guess the secrets that I keep In the mysteries of My deep Uncharted ocean." Can you make the grass to sprout, Paint the colors in a trout, Or make the brook sing? When do mountain goats give birth, Who brings flowers out of earth, Or gives the bird wing?" Do you give the horse his might ...
139. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- I Am Here. [Poems]
... I Am Here I was sitting alone at home one day My Spiritual life at an emergency low. So many I love have gone from my life, I felt I had no where my love to bestow. I felt so lonely and deserted by all, Even my Lord I was beginning to fear. Then I felt my heart touched by His love, And a wondrous thought," My child I am here !"" Your friends that are gone, left for a reason. For that same reason you are still here. They're trying to follow just when I lead, And for you there is no reason to fear !"" When you feel so lost and alone Remember I'm in your heart to stay. And no matter who goes and leaves you alone. You can know-I won't go away !"" Rest in My promise, child of mine. Live for me and have never a fear. When you're down in spirit ...
140. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- I Am What I Am. [Poems]
... I Am What I Am I am a child of God Don't worry 'bout my fate. He lives within my soul; My ever present mate. A child of God, I am. I am His, don't you see? God doesn't create to your specs. You don't even have to like me. When you care to see God, Look some closer at me. As that is where He lives, Whether you believe it be. Though, you have to be nice, Says the Good Book to thee. That is God's desire for us all. We are created for His glee. I will be your teacher Of all God is or ain't. By failure or sample, You'll learn to be a Saint. If we climb great heights or Fail in 'all we can be, God forever remains the same As He still loves both you and me. Whether you care to love Or lean more toward sin's hate, I ...
141. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Jesus Forgives. [Poems]
... talk with you Give me a little of your time You really need to hear these words I ve had you on my mind. I guess you think life s going great Since I haven t heard from you The times you ve come to Me in prayer Have been so very few. He looked down at my bible I hadn t opened in quite awhile You used to read My word each day What s happened to you, my child? I had no answer for Him But He could see into my heart I had let my Savior slip away Worldly pleasures had kept us apart. Lord, I m always in a hurry With a million things to do I did make time for other things But I didn t make time for You. I said, my Jesus forgive me I know that I ve done wrong I haven t been living the life I should I admit, I ...
... To be a wife and mother is the greatest gift on earth, And she is going to play the part for all that it is worth. It's all she ever wanted to feel happy and complete, And now it all will happen and her husband's been so sweet. He caters to her every mood and satisfies each whim, And she just smiles while thinking just how much she does love him. She thought about the first day when she told him of the child, He was so excited acting like he had gone wild. Laughing and just hugging her and blubbering like a fool, He was usually quiet but that day he lost his cool. She had even giggled at how it affected him, And wondered if that was the way that it affected men. He was so excited he was going to be a dad, And how he acted was the thing that really made her glad. He has been so sweet to her since ...
... parents with strong faith in you. And for them sharing that faith with me which always got me through. Also thank you Lord for my walk today, it strengthened me again. And I know you ll always walk with me when I begin to bend.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
144. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Rekindled. [Poems]
... Rekindled They met on-line and both were lonely; they began to chat. She was widowed, he divorced-and they would talk of that. She had children grown and gone, she said," They left the nest" He explained, that as for children, he had not been blessed. She said she had a happy life before her husband died. It was not the perfect marriage but they both had tried. He would tell her of his marriage that was off and on. After years of problems he went home and she was gone. Their hearts began to open up and they began to share. So freely and so openly, without a worldly care. He lived up in Boston and she lived by 'Frisco Bay. They joked about how strange-to get so close .so far away. Months went by and they would chat about their separate lives. Many topics that they loved and things they did despise. ...
... s one pinecone clinging on. That s to grant just one last wish for me when my day is done Please let my ashes fly far and high totally soaring free Guide them to a safe place beneath my Wishing Tree ~Bonnie May~Copyright 2008 All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... The Beautiful Colour Of Love What colour is God, Asked the child with skin so fair Is he white like me, Does he have light hair? Is God dark like me, Asked the child with skin of golden hue, Has he hair that's dark and curly, Are his eyes black or blue? I think God is red like me, The Indian boy is heard to say-He wears a crown of feathers, And turns our nights to day Each one of us knows that God is there In ALL the colours above But be sure of this, the one colour he is, Is the beautiful colour of love So when your soul goes to Heaven, When your life comes to its end-He will be waiting, and his hand to you Will he extend. There will be no colours in Heaven, Everyone will be the same. You will only be judged by your earthly deeds, Not your colour or your ...
... ; I felt my life serene and blessed, I knew not storm or qualm. Then clouds of doubt began to form, The wind did stir and blow; My tranquil sea did heave and toss, I felt my anguish grow. I cried," Dear Lord, are you out there? You see my ship storm-tossed? Why do you leave me here alone? I fear I may be lost" God smiled and spoke these simple words," Peace my child, just be still; I'm the God of the raging sea, The waves obey my will"" Hook your anchor onto 'The Rock ' That holds your vessel sure. No evil can alarm you child, I'll keep your life secure"" No harm will touch you if you trust And place your faith in me; Your storm-tossed ship will once again Sail on a tranquil sea"" So do not fear the storms of life That oft assail your soul; I ...
... dread But she had things she had to do She had Johnny to tend to Tiredly she began her day Already wishing it away She had nothing more to give She simply had no will to live Johnny couldn t be found anywhere So she climbed the steps upstairs From his closet she heard him speak And his words made her knees go weak I m in the closet on my knees Because that s where Your Word says to be I m just a child that is true But God I really need to talk to you Satan is being a bully And he s picking on Mommy and me I can t beat him by myself God I really need your help He s got to do what you say So make him leave and stay away God please help Mommy have faith again In Jesus name I pray-Amen His actions tugged at her heart For Johnny was scared of the dark He faced his fears just for her Somewhere ...
149. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Pathway. [Poems]
... My Pathway I was walking in miserable darkness, Trying to find my way. When there came a light from above, As I knelt down to pray. Jesus came and took away the agony, of loneliness and fear. He spoke quietly to my heart," Don't worry, my child! I am here !" I felt a shaft of light, blaze deeply within. And I knew instantly, I'd been set free from my sin. What joy bubbled within my heart, Someone really loved me at last!. Now I could live for the future, And forget my sorry past! Now I see my pathway clearly, There's no room for envy or hate. Only sunshine in all my troubles, As with Christ I affiliate! I've been rescued from the old life, My future has been fortold. And as God is my Royal Witness, Jesus ' love continues to unfold! I thank you, Holy Father, For ...
... misgivings away, and they will believe in you. Sorry is not a hard word, but so many of us find it s difficult to say. If you mean it when you say it, it can change your life, in a very loving way.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... he ll help you stand. Believe in God s plan and you will never be lost. Don t waiver from it at any cost. Keep reaching high to touch his hand. And you will be an instrument in God s Heavenly Band!~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... Take A Moment To Listen Today Take A Moment To Listen Today To what your children are trying to say. Listen today, whatever you do, Or they won't be there to listen to you. Listen to their problems, listen to their needs Praise their smallest triumphs, praise their smallest deeds. Tolerate their chatter, amplify their laughter, Find out what's the matter, find out what they're after But tell them that you love them, every single night, And though you scold them, be sure you hold them tight Tell them, 'Everything's all right-Tomorrow's looking bright! Take a moment to listen today To what your children are trying to say. Listen today, whatever you do, And they will come back to listen to you. [Author Unknown-from Andy Chap] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Good News. Be wise in all your contacts with them" (Colossians 4: 5, LB) Halloween's acomin '~Witches, elves and gnomes, And those little goblins Each haunt different homes. As those trick-or-treaters Knock upon your door, Give them treats as usual. Then go one step more: As you hand them candy, Fruits and sweets to eat; Pray the angels guard them And safely guide their feet. Make a point to pray for Each child you contact, In each bag of candy Place a Godly tract. In the name of Jesus Bind the evil one, Ask that God watch o'er them Till the evening's done. Ask the Holy Spirit To walk each step with them, Pray each child and parent Will turn their lives to Him. Ask the Heavenly Father To strongly intervene, Claim each soul He sends you And hallow Halloween!~Connie Hinnen Cook~[ by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com ...
... it through. You ll bring many others with you; it s what we re told to do. Get on your knees and pray to him and fill your empty well. Your untold strength will be renewed, much more than I can tell.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... The Seasons of Life Our life is like the seasons First a small child in spring Then in the summer of our life A young adult is seen. Next we reach our middle years We're in the autumn now Then winter brings the final years With wrinkles and gray hair. When our life on earth is over What's beyond our final breath? If only you're a child of God You passed the final test. But if you don't know Jesus Then woe to you my friend For where your final days are spent You can never comprehend. Hell is hot and final And you won't have any peace You had your chance but lost it And your pain will never cease. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2001-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... , You re the greatest on this earth, And the cream of all the crops. For without you giving as you do We never would survive. And I will thank you til the end of time, Or at least while I m alive.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... Does He see His own reflection? When Jesus looks upon my life, What picture does He see. Does He see His own reflection, Or does He just see me. Does He see His likeness, The product of His hand. Or just another Christian, Who never took a stand. Does He see a child of God, A child that He made free. Living life to honor Him, Or does He just see me. What about the other folks, I meet along the way. Do I show them Jesus, To brighten up their day. When someone looks into my eyes, Can they truly see. That calm and gentle peace of God, That dwells inside of me. When I reach out and shake a hand, Is He right there in my grip. Can they feel that strength from God, That steadies when I slip. When folks are in my presence, Do they know His Spirit's there ...
158. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Do Angels Know? [Poems]
... Do Angels Know? Standing by my baby's grave, here on Christmas Eve, While other families are rejoicing, I can only grieve. Tomorrow, it will be a year, since she's gone away, My eighteen-month-old daughter passed away on Christmas Day. So while the world rejoices for a Christ Child that was born, Happiness eludes me for it is my time to mourn. I think of other mothers with their babies at their breast, But empty are my arms tonight my baby's laid to rest. I know there must be other mothers, who have felt this pain, And wonder how they kept from going totally insane. I thought about the Virgin's child so many years gone by, The first time that She held Him, She knew He was born to die. She was a special lady so the Christmas story reads, But She had angels sent from God that helped to soothe her needs. I stand alone beside this grave ...
159. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Cracker Soup. [Poems]
... Cracker Soup.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Recipe- Cracker Soup 4T butter Ό cup sugar 2 cups milk 1 cup crackers Melt butter and sugar in pot until blended, pour in milk until steamy
then add crackers. Stir constantly until thickened
might need a few extra crackers. Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2009 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... Was it worth it? Amid the depths of darkness, these tragic sounds were heard, T'were voices raised In anguish, uttering horribly sad words, Outcries there were many, much suffering indeed for all, They wailed amongst themselves," Why didn't I heed the call ?" I had so many chances, the words He spoke were always clear." Repent my child, come unto me, The end is oh so very near !" With nail scarred hands, He reached for me, with tears in his eyes." I've done all this for you my child, why can't you recognize ?"" Don't turn away, please believe, My promises hold true! No need to pay the debt you owe, I've paid it all for you, You've heard my WORD repeatedly, ye know all that I've taught. The torment I endured for you, don't let it be for naught !"" The Crown of Thorns, placed on my ...
... babe to hairs of gray. God is moving my hand to write A journal of my walk on earth, Page upon page of decisions Of fear and sorrow and mirth. He helps me pick up the pen And lays His great hand over mine, Teaching me to write in His will With strokes so artful and fine. A mystically wonderful saga Of a life lived in time and space, This diary of daily living One that is authored by grace. Like a child who is learning To write the language of school, Help from the master's hand Gives guidance in using the tool. We, like the child appreciate The initial aid of His hand But soon strive to be free and Independent whenever we can. Desiring to write by ourselves A story line authored by me, With choices that I get to make About new chapters yet to be. Looking back on my journal I can see each twist and turn, And the times I wrote ...
... A Christmas Poem to Mother" I don't need anything, my dear. I've all I want on Earth. I don't need gifts and gizmos To prove you see my worth" The words fall past unhearing ears of those who love her so. They know she doesn't need these things, Yet shopping they do go. Oh, why do children oft ignore The pleas so much repeated? Why do they bring yet another thing To sit in the corner unheeded? They know she knows they love her, They know she knows they care. Yet off to Wal-Mart trot the troops To buy the things they share. Oft she cries out" Do not spend !" Knowing that the morrow Will bring bills and tolls and pains And from her they may borrow. So why do children do this thing, Their mother has forbidden? Perhaps the reason lies inside, A thing too often hidden. Perhaps because she taught them well, The things that ...
... reason that you and I are here. We may never find that reason but it will become more clear. When you get closer to that goal, you ll begin to understand. You have a greater purpose, while you re walking on this land.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2009 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
164. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Dawn's Friend [Poems]
... . I said," God can you hear me? Who am I to be? What purpose do I have? What am I to see ?" He said," Dawn you're a teacher, you help people know. You guide them to their Truth, helping them to grow" I said," Lord, you're mistaken, my guides do that for me. The teacher, that You speak of is You, can't you see ?"" Oh you precious child, your words are very true. But understanding Me, is understanding you. You also are a leader, settling only for the best. You seek for the highest, strong in your request"" I know that this is true, but my progress seems so slow. The more I seem to learn, the more I need to know. I feel very strange and wonder if you might. Be thinking of someone else, that radiates more light"" You ...
165. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Wait [Poems]
... Wait Desparately, helplessly, longingly, I cried: Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied. I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate, And the Master so gently said," Child, you must wait"" Wait? You say, wait !" my indignant reply." Lord, I need answers, I need to know why! Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard? By faith, I have asked, and am claiming your Word. My future and all to which I can relate hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT? I'm needing a 'yes, go-ahead and sign, or even a 'no ' to which I can resign. And Lord, You promised that if we believe we need but to ask, and we shall recieve. And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry: I'm weary of asking! I need a reply! Then quietly ...
... -A Bed Of Thyme There are curious details so beautifully told, Of The Holy Family, legends of old. Tales surrounding the birth of our King, Glorious stories, fascinating things. Such is the tale of the herb of thyme, Brought from the fields during birthing time. From Bethlehem's field Joseph did bring. Wild thyme for Mary, a precious thing. With this minted herb that grew in the wild, He made her a bed when she was with child. A bed of herbs, to deliver our King, He carefully made, such a glorious thing. On this antiseptic bed of the wild, Mary brought forth her first-born child. Wild theme, antiseptic, incense, potpourri, Culinary spice," Virgin's Humility" Symbolic of Christ's endurance and strength, It too lined the manger, from length to length. Curious details so beautifully told, Of The Holy Family, legends of old. © 2005 by Dot McGinnis" ...
... A Sense Of Her Sweet Kiss As I gaze upon these violets, sweet memories come of you, the one who loved me most when as a child I grew. I found you always there, whether resting or at play. It seemed your first concern, was my welfare everyday. I never gave much thought, until much older though, of just how great a love, God had given you to show. It never seemed to matter if I was good or bad. You always had great love for me, even if I made you mad. The love of a mother for a child has to be from God above. The only real glimpse of Heaven is her unconditional love. For this is how our Father is in Heaven. Don't you see? It doesn't matter what a worm I am, He still shows great love for me. I find Him always there, whether resting or at play. I know His ...
... are looming, Right this very hour, He told us not to worry, This is not the end, There will be some sorrows, Rest in Him my friend, He'll be right there with us, When everything gets rough, He knows just what's going on, He knows when it's enough, The christians are all praying, For His will to be done, It won't be very long, Till God will send His Son, To catch up all His Children, Forever to be with Him, This thought makes me happy, When everything seems dim, We're looking for Revival, Many will change their ways, The power of God is moving, We'll see a lot these days. Though evil will get darker, The brighter our light will shine, The lord will set before us, A table so we can dine, Right in the enemies presence, The Lord will show His power, The devil will surely know, That ...
... shines on all those who are lost. So they can find their way to HIM, when on the ocean waves are tossed. I want them to know my Savior and all the gifts in store. And hope beyond hope, they keep searching to hear more.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... It s something he wishes you to have and for him it s not a bother. You ll have many gifts to come that your Father wishes to give to you. So open up your life and heart and let all those gifts come through.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... anger started to melt. It tried to remember the vengeance it had hidden. That too was gone for all the hate was overridden. All that was in this angry old heart was love and generosity. And it too began spreading love seeds with an untold velocity.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... a way. For it will break down love s barriers, by loving tender rays. Once he finds you, never let him go, hold on as tight as you can. For God will award you the joys in life and that God given man.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
173. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- What Do Ya Say! [Poems]
... think something s got to be done. Or we won t have a country, absolutely none! I know, let s switch places with them just for a day. They will be us, we will be them, what do ya say?~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
174. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Always. [Poems]
... look forward to that day in Heaven when it s just HIM and I. HE s been such a loving Father to me from the time that I was small. I couldn t have ask for anything more, for my Father gave it all.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... had fallen back, his mouth was open wide; Loud, snoring roars had filled the room, and Tiffany sat wide-eyed! Her small left hand was on his arm, her right hand on the book; And she would pause at pictures, pointing out," See, Boppo? Look !" She'd heard each tale a million times, and knew them word-for-word; She" read" with great emotion, just as if poor Boppo heard. I'd never seen a child more rapt, nor anything so sweet; To see her tell those fairy tales without missing a beat! O Lord, if I'd a video tape, 'twould make all others pale; That night when Tiffany" read" her heart out. Boppo's Bedtime Tale!~~~~~" .and a little child shall lead them" (Isaiah 11: 6 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems ...
176. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Two Boxes [Poems]
... and sorrows I store. But though the gold became heavier each day, The black was as light as before. With curiosity, I opened the black, I wanted to find out why? And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole, Which my sorrows had fallen out by. I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud," I wonder where my sorrows could be ?" He smiled a gentle smile at me." My child, they're all here with me" I asked," God, why give me the boxes," Why the gold, and the black with the hole ?"" My child, the gold is for counting your blessings, the black is for you to let go" Addendum-1 Peter 5: 7 (NIV)" Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you" [Author Unknown-from Sharon] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Wrapped And Tied With Love The Father was so pleased His Son would soon be born There in a lowly manger The babe would see the morn Dear Mary looked so tired But soon all would be well Her darling child would come Angels run and tell The Christ child has been born Tonight in Bethlehem Angels tell the shepherds What joy awaits for them The wise men see His star It's such a wondrous sight Knowing something special Has happened on this night Angel choirs are singing Their voices loud and clear Ringing out the news The newborn King is here Glory in the highest Peace on earth to men Heaven's greatest treasure Is found in Bethlehem Come and see the King Bow low before the Lamb Salvation has come down From God to every man The greatest gift this night Came down from God above He sent our soul's Redeemer Wrapped and tied with love [by Linda M. Oliver-from 'Themestream '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... s exactly what happened, when they took our Savior away. I ve had this dream many times and this query is always facing me. What would I have done ? Would I have stood by my Lord or would I have also taken my leave?~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
179. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Lie. [Poems]
... Mommy, was it a bad thing for me to do ? Waiting for the ambulance to arrive Linsey s Mom thought of the innocent lie she told. This lie that would torment her forever, one that would be with her as she grew old.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2008 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
... give them your love and affection. For you receive so much in return, you will see a beautiful reflection. Sometimes when we help others, they see who we really are. A person that is hurting and in pain, but one who could go far.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and two poetry books," My Heart Wants to Tell You" and" MY HEART WANTS TO TALK! TALK! TALK!" These books can be purchased through http :// www.Lulu.com. [By: Bonnie May Copyright 2009 (bmaycolo1 @msn.com ...
181. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Metamorphosis (Beautiful parable -- life-death-life). [Poems]
... admiration~Turning 'round, to her surprise, There stood her love before her eyes! Then wing-to-wing, away they flew Into the heav'ns celestial blue. While here on earth, the tale goes on For those who deem their loved ones gone. They feel that Death must be the end, But Death is just the START, my friend! For Christians, like the butterfly, Are RESURRECTED when they die! No coffin made, no strong casket Has held a child of God down yet! For from this earth-bound, flesh" cocoon" The spirit flies, and very soon It reunites with cherished friends~For those in Christ, Life NEVER ends! So when you view a child of God Being buried in a grave of sod. Don't rant and rave, don't weep and wail, Instead, recall this simple tale. There's no excuse to come undone, For those in Christ, Life's just begun!~~~~~ ...
182. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Do you love me? [Poems]
... Do you love me?" Lord ", I cried, and said," Do you love me ?"" You seem not to care when these things happen, When my child gets run down by a drunk driver. When my husband loses his mind with grief, And then spends the last ten years of his life Grieving himself to death !"" Lord, do You care that I have no car, no good and decent place to lay my head? You promised to be my Husband, Provider, Friend. You said You'd never leave me til the end. I have waited and obeyed as best I can. What else can I do ?" God answered me, and said:" Child, do you love Me? You seem only to love Me if everything is going as you say. Your faith wavers day to day, and minute to minute; Can you not see My Hand at work in your life anyway? ...
... I slept as late as I wanted and I slept all night long. Before I was a Mom; I cleaned my house each day, I never tripped over toys or forgot lullabies, I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous, I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on, chewed on, peed on, or pinched by tiny fingers. Before I was a Mom; I never thought about immunizations, I never held a screaming child so the doctors could give shots, I never looked into teary eyes and cried, I never felt my heart break into pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt, I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. Before I was a Mom; I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down, I never sat up late hours of the night watching a baby sleep, I never got up in the middle of the night to make sure ...
184. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- God is God. [Poems]
... God is God God is God and we are not, And neither is the devil; So how does it happen that we ascribe So many things to evil? In the book of Job we read Where Satan gives account For all God s children he attacks, And even the amount He is not allowed to do his will In the place of mighty God For Jesus bought the lock and key To hell with His own blood. And who is this Mother Nature ? Is she the wife of God; Or a wicked wile of Satan Grown in corrupt sod? Nature too is in God s hand To do what God says do Our Father is not unaware Of what nature teaches you. And are you strong, can you resist Your creator s mighty will; When He desires to change your life Do you just sit there still? There is naught on earth that we must fear, Neither in the skies, For ...
... The Warrior is a Child Wounded in the Battle, He carries me in His arms. As we journey together, the trumpet sounds alarm. Casting all my burdens And sharing all my cares; Leaning upon His shoulder As he answers every prayer. Kneeling down before Him While basking in His love, Cherishing His presence As to angels above. Reaching out to touch His hand, He puts His hand in mine. Ready for the next journey, With the LORD by my side.-Joyce C. Lock-[ by: Joyce C. Lock-Copyright 2004, submitted by: Joyce C. Lock] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
186. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- To My Child.... [Poems]
... To My Child. This morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying. This morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is. This morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and take you to the park to play. This morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together. This afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and leave the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles. This afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you ice cream if he comes by. This afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, ...
187. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- To My Children. [Poems]
... To My Children When I spill some food on my nice clean dress Or maybe forget to tie my shoes, Please be patient and perhaps reminisce About the many hours I spent with you, When I taught you how to eat with care, Plus tying laces and your numbers too, Dressing yourself and combing your hair. Those were precious hours spent with you, So when I forget what I was about to say, Just give me a minute. or maybe two, It probably wasn't important anyway, And I would much rather listen just to you. If I tell the story one more time, And you know the ending through and through, Please remember your first nursery rhyme When I rehearsed it a hundred times with you. When my legs are tired and it's hard to stand, Or walk the steady path that I would like to do, Please take me carefully by the hand, And guide me now as I often did ...
188. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Child of Love [Poems]
... A Child of Love Today they're speaking about how he has grown Since that very first day when they brought him home And they're speaking of little things he says and does Forever changing their lives from the way that it was They watch as he plays with his fingers and toes Or how he turns cross-eyed from touching his nose He'll make funny faces and make silly sounds And of the love they have for him there is no bounds If mom's in the kitchen preparing the meals She'll know where to find him; he's right by her heels And somehow she'll just know all he's getting into It's something that most moms just know how to do Or he'll sit in his highchair looking a mess Always making them wonder why they got him dressed He'll make messes of sweet peas, of carrots, or pears 'Til they say let's buy clothes with the food that he wears His dad picks him up and wipes off his chin Kidding," Oh there you are ...
... But it will soften life's not so gentle blows. A smile is good medicine, It can turn dark days into blue: And when you see the sun come out, You know God, our heavenly Father, Is smiling down on you.~Eva May Young~3-2-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Restoration Vision Oh my God, place within me, Your joy, Your righteousness, Your song. Give me the sight to see, Beyond my childish dreams. Create a heart within me, Free from bitterness and spite. Place in me a joy, Your LOVE, For treating others kind and right. Let me not look longingly, inwardly, At what I fail to find in me. Turn my vision selflessly, To what others ' needs may be. Give me the strength and patience, To humbly, mercifully carry through, With the big and little things, That, in right heart, does glory to YOU.~Sherry Lynn Gardner~[ By: Sherry Lynn Gardner Copyright 1986-Submitted by Sherry Gardner (sherrygardner @rogers.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... you told us, there would be wars and rumors of wars And I know each nation has its battle scars, But it s so hard Lord, to think of the innocent lives that are lost And it s always the innocent who pays the cost. In the heart of each parent are sincere and fervent prayers, Please Lord, hear them and ease their pain and cares. Give comfort to the wife who in sorrow waits alone And all the little children who need their parents home. Please Lord, send your angels to protect the ones who fight For peace and freedom, God and country and what is right. Give peace to the ones who wait and please calm their fears, Bring our soldiers home Lord, to the ones who love them dear. And please Lord, when it s over and all is said and done May we live in peace and may our freedom be won. Not just for America Lord ...
... of the night as I lay upon my bed In my mind I viewed the Cross-Hanging there weak and beaten was my Savior Nails driven into His hands and feet His side pierced and a crown of thorns upon His head His back with marks of His beatings Realizing that by those stripes we are healed Healing for my heart, mind, soul, body and spirit Knowing that He hung there granting me forgiveness Love glowing from His eyes as softly He spoke" My child I have done this for you that where I go you may come also I am the Light, the Truth, and the Way. No man cometh unto the Father but by me Come unto me and I will give you rest" The plan of salvation completed His purpose in life fulfilled I bowed before the Cross-of Calvary Yet in the weakness of His torture He embraced me Forgiving me, engulfing me with His love Asking that I walk in His light as He shines it ...
... said," We know the rest, trust us sir, we've passed that test"" Courage doesn't hide in caves You can't bury freedom, in a grave ," The Newcomers had heard this voice before A distinct Yankees twang from Hyannisport shores A silence fell within the mist Somehow the Newcomer knew that this Meant time had come for her to say What was in the hearts of the five thousand plus that day" Back on Earth, we wrote reports, Watched our children play in sports Worked our gardens, sang our songs Went to church and clipped coupons We smiled, we laughed, we cried, we fought Unlike you, great we're not" The tall man in the stovepipe hat Stood and said," don't talk like that! Look at your country, look and see You died for freedom, just like me" Then, before them all appeared a scene Of rubbled streets and twisted beams Death, destruction, smoke and dust And ...
... . His flaming sword will split the sky His trumpet will be sounding Bolts of lightening all around Sea waves will be pounding. Bands of angels ride the wind From one end to another Many loved ones tag along A sister and a brother. The presence of the Holy One Will fill the angry sky For those who really know the truth One need not question why. The earth will rattle, shake and sway The dead in Christ shall rise Then all God s children right behind Will fill the raging skies. Our Lord shall rule in heaven then With all His strength and power The Bible stands the test of time In this, the final hour.~Marilyn Ferguson~March 6, 2009 All Rights Reserved [Author: Marilyn Ferguson Copyright 2009-submitted by: Marilyn Ferguson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
195. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Secret Service. [Poems]
... gifts to use, How can His gifts be shown ?" More time passed by till one day I Spoke humbly to my Lord:" Mold me until I'm in Your will, I'll gladly be ignored !" Unlike the prayer so long ago, This one was filled with tears; I vowed I'd serve Him silently Through my remaining years. My own Amen was scarce said when I heard God speak to me:" You can't seek fame and wear My Name. My child, which shall it be ?" -Connie" If you will humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, in His good time He will lift you up" (I Peter 5: 6 LB) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... below, there are many things there that I'd like to know" With heads close together, they leaned near the side, when over they tumbled, and the tiny one cried," watch out, we're falling, spread out my left wing, sometimes these can be the most troublesome things" Their wings in full spread as nice as you please, they glided along through the air with great ease, when at length they alighted upon a green ridge, where children were playing, the game London Bridge. The two angels watched them, with rapture intense, till they happen to notice way back by the fence, there the saw standing alone, unwanted and scorned, was a poor lad with crutches, and clothes all torn. The two little angels quitely crept up to the lad, and with voice's aquiver said" why are you sad ?"" Would you like to play like the other kids do ?" and without looking up the ...
... , From tiny violets to a lovely rose, From fireflies to butterflies, Only the good Lord knows! And when vacation is ended, And back to work we go, We have been blessed one again. In God's warm, loving glow.~Eva May Young~7-7-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... and then, It made you so happy to know that they cared, and the special friendship they shared. It was just another day gone by, for some to sit at home all alone to weep and cry. Isn't it strange how holidays affect each one, since that day has come and gone. We are all valentines in God's sight, He loves us every one with all His might, He's better than chocolates tied with a bow, He loves his children and lets them know. Give of yourself to someone today, It's more lovelier than a bouquet. Don't wait till another year, to bring someone you love, a smile, some hope, and cheer. [by: Mary Eldridge 2003 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Walking The Sands Of Time" Our times are in His hands" Each day we walk the sands of time, And leave our footprints behind, Each day we go forward and cannot recall, Sands in the hourglass only thoughts of the mind. Each footprint is different and no two are alike, As each walk in different paths along life's way, But all God's children must walk the straight and narrow road, In the steps of our Savior each new day. We must press forward in faith and not turn back, As we look forward to life's goals, And in our hearts we must hide His Word, As we seek his ways and promises to behold. The sands of time move swiftly, Through the dawning of each day's door, One day when the last grain of sand shall fall, Footsteps of faith shall lead to heaven's shores." For we walk by faith, not by sight" 2 Corinthians 5: 7 ...
200. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Road To Heaven. [Poems]
... Road To Heaven Heaven s road resembles a country road. It s not smooth and it s rough to drive. It s straight and narrow but full of holes. Often you wonder if you ll even survive. Because you re one of God s children, It s a toll-road and you ll have to pay. Not with cash but persistent endurance, Overcoming obstacles along the way. You won t have a lot of traffic, For there are few who travel this road. Worldly people travel the interstates, And they carry a jam-packed load. They watch for all the billboards, Advertising pleasures that abound. They choose to take every exit, Where those pleasures can be found. They always travel in the fast lane, Looking forward to sins that await. Concerned with only themselves and today, They ve no thought of their eternal fate. For what lies ahead in their ...
201. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Rosebud. [Poems]
... Rosebud Like a rosebud I tenderly formed you; Each petal I touched with My grace; In colors of infinite beauty, Your spirit reflecting My face. A rosebud is sought for a season 'Till beauty and fragrance depart; But unfading beauty adorns you Who trust and abide in My heart. Come, walk with Me closely, My child, Your heart with My heart intertwine; Come, bask in the fragrance of Jesus 'Till all the world knows you are Mine.~Connie Faust~" God, who through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ" (2nd Corinthians 2: 14 & 15 NIV) [by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2006 (beracah @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... job alone Would stress us till we die! And then our poor dead bodies Would fill-up the night-time sky! Then there'd be all those road-signs And those billboards we hear of: 'Watch out for falling reindeer! ' As we splat folks from above!" Then folks would all curse Santa, And all reindeer they would fear! So, that's why I have made this rule: One Christmas Day per year !" ~~~~~~~~ So, folks, next time you hear a child yell," Wow! It's Christmas Day !" And how he wishes it would last, If he just had his way. Then please repeat this tale to him:" Rudolph's Awesome Yule-Rule" Then, dude, high-five and walk away~I'll bet he answers" C-O-O-OL !" -Connie [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Righteousness Exalteth A Nation A mighty nation has arisen From the ashes of history past, From generations of immorality, Into great darkness cast; Founding principles set forth By God's embodied Word Comprised its constitution, At this new nation's birth; Equality of states, With liberty for all; God's Commandments taught in schools Lest a precious child should fall; Strong and mighty it emerged, God's Word its sound foundation, For the founding fathers knew That righteousness exalteth a nation; But gradually God was set aside By wicked unbelievers, Prayer was taken from the schools By well intentioned leaders; Future champions were aborted, Falling prey to Satan's plan, The Church lies quietly sleeping While the devil raped the land; Praise Hymns replaced by rousing beat, Sermonettes and new age song; The glory is departing. I wonder what went wrong? Proverbs 14: 34 NIV" Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a disgrace to any people" [by: ...
204. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- We Have Today. [Poems]
... work out by tomorrow. Then I reached my twenties and I felt that I was grown, I could handle anything in my direction thrown. I had my life ahead of me and nothing in my way, I was so enjoying life in work and also play. Then I reached my thirties and my outlook changed again, Now the world was not so carefree as it once had been. New responsibilities became a part of life, Caring for a family now my children and my wife. Then a new horizon loomed as I reached middle age, I then paid more attention to the headlines on the page. I was so much more aware of worldly news events, Middle age awakened me to such a broader sense. The carefree life I knew was gone of being worry free, Suddenly it seems that all events affected me. Worry of a world gone mad and worries of myself, Worries of a stable life and worries of my health ...
... Day The first snowfall quietly came, This morning with God s rising sun; He left a blanket clean and white, So we might have some winter fun. Let s break out our boots and our sleds, Find a steep hill to slide on down; We ll play til we can t feel our toes, Then pass the hot chocolate around. We ll light a fire in the clearing, Just big enough to warm our hands; Then call all the children around, Tell them about God s winter plans. How God provides the snow for us, Simply one of His many gifts; Along with the ice on the lake, In His way, our spirits He lifts. We ll cut a hole in the ice and fish, Atop of the ice we can skate; There is so much to see and do, On this, God s wonderful winter day. It s all in how we look at it, Blessings ...
206. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Working Wrecks. [Poems]
... Both had gone out to play. An aged man and woman, Lives filled with tears; No one to love and care for them In life s sunset years. I saw a fallen Hobo Drunk on cheap red wine; He hadn t had a meal, Didn t have a dime. I fed and clothed the fellow, Told him of God above; The rest is up to him, May he embrace God s love. A little child abandoned By a mom who didn t care; I took her to a place of safety And left her with a prayer. Someone with broken pride, Gone flat along the way, Punctured deeply by a fickle friend, I patched them up today. I often dial emergency, Speak each name in prayer, Bring them all to Jesus, The fallen everywhere. I work for the Heavenly Highway Patrol Perusing lives and doing checks, Directed by my Father; I ...
... aspiration, silver shadows flowing through all generations, warm cocoons of mortality, linked by silken threads, webs of lives where comfort embeds. Serenely rests the head of time, pillows puff by wisps of the sublime, mellow moments spark a fusion sphere, perfumed gardens alight, dancing nymphs are near. Oh mindful forest flower, rivers many bridges cross, branches leaved with neurons, invisible flakes of frost, tender is the night, spirits lovingly caress, sleep well my children, aware God will bless. [Author & submitter: Michael Levy, Copyright 1999, http :// www.pointoflife.com] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... find. We may lose our worldly possessions, Relationships may come and go, But Your presence is ever abiding, Your blessings will always flow. If we are faithful in our service, Dedicating our hearts and lives to You, Nothing will ever be too great for You, Lord, You will forever be there to see us through. So we'll cast all of our cares upon You, We'll fret not what tomorrow will bring, For the Lord watches over His children, With You we KNOW we can face ANYTHING.-Linda Lee Wolovich-[ by: Linda Lee Wolovich Copyright 2003 (llwolo @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Linda Lee Wolovich] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
209. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Peace Of Mind. [Poems]
... cloudy day, Spend all the time you can, Along the straight and narrow way. Make the time to meet with Him, On this busy road of life, And peace will heal your sorrows, And free you from gloom and strife.~Eva May Young~5-21-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
210. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Wings to Fly. [Poems]
... have wings to fly. There is a place prepared for you, Where you will never feel sad or blue. No more sorrows, no more pain, Heavenly joy will be your gain. Take my hand and do not fear, Your time to go is very near. Friends and family stood around, With tears falling gently to the ground. She asked the Lord, How can I go? With friends and family crying so ? Have faith, my child, the Lord did say, I ll comfort them whenever they pray. Memories of joyful days will be, Everywhere for them to see. Their tears will all be wiped away, Heavenly comfort shall be their stay. She closed her eyes so peacefully, Thy will be done, Lord, set me free ~Cindy Adela Lelea~This poem was written in memory of my dear friend and Sister in the Lord, Lidia Uce, October 2005. [ ...
... church, But while you are praising His name, Have you been doing the Lord's work? You can boast of good deeds To show us the spirit is within But why show it to us? You should show it to Him! You can memorize the bible Know it from front to back, But you don't use it to regulate others Regulate how you act! Take a good look at yourself Not at what others do, Because when He comes to get his children. Will He be coming for you too? [From Ruthie, via 'Inspired Buffalo ' (InspiredBuffalo @lighthouse.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
212. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Our Safety Net. [Poems]
... road, We will have our Savior's peace, And gone is our heavy load. He is our Rock, our Safety net, His arms are open wide, He invites us to come on in, With Him, forever, to abide.~Eva May Young~5-12-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... , A love gift just from you. Here's a yellow rose so bright, Another a somber hue. You planted each to please me, And you tend them all with care. Upon your face its joy I see, Each bloom you love to share. The roses remind me of my marriage, I've lived in a garden fine. And it's been all of fifty years, Oh, my life has been divine. God blessed us with a family, Our children bring us love. Grandchildren are our bonus, Each a gift from Him above. We've shared so many happy years, And had some sad times too. All through our happiness and tears, I've stayed in love with you. 'Twas September 1950 dear, When wedded we'd become. I treasure each and every year, And plan for more to come. I try to count the many ways, You make my life complete. But that would take too many days. ...
214. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Only a Dad. [Poems]
... the whips and the scorns of life, With never a whimper of pain or hate, For the sake of those who at home await. Only a dad, neither rich nor proud, Merely one of the surging crowd, Toiling, striving from day to day, Facing whatever may come his way, Silent whenever the harsh condemn, And bearing it all for the love of them. Only a dad but he gives his all, To smooth the way for his children small, Doing with courage stern and grim The deeds that his father did for him. This is the line that for him I pen: Only a dad, but the best of men. [Edgar A. Guest-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... The music of your laughter Still lightens my inner ear. You showed me you believe, That there really is good here. You are an angel for me. You showed me that you care, When I was really down, You never turned away, Nor showed me a saddened frown. You are an angel beside me. Even when you are sad and blue, And life is hard on you, You spare me one more smile, Just like God's loving child. You are God's angel to me. You have done so much for me, And given me your time. I have a gift for you, With this imperfect rhyme. Thank you my angel friend. [Author unknown-from Luzette (South Africa ), via 'Guidewords '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Open Your Heart Open your heart unto the Lord and let Him show you the way There's so much you have to give and so much He has to say. You are one of His special children and He'll always take care of you" Let go, and let God" that's all you have to do. So, take the time to listen the Lord won't let you down He's always there beside you and picks you up when you're feeling down. So, never give up the faith you have always remember the Lord, and take this path life has given at the end is your just reward.~Cindy Dwyer~[ By: Cindy Dwyer, Copyright 2007 (Sally66 @shaw.ca)-submitted by: Cindy Dwyer] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... on this earth. But there is a way you can handle them better, that's through re-birth. If you'd like to know more of this new birth, read God's word. After reading it, listen to God and remember what you've heard. If you get alone with God, you will sure enough feel His spirit. And once you've experience this feeling, believe me, you'll love it. You'll find out soon enough, that you my friend, are His child. You will later see, as you grow closer to Him, that on you .He smiled. As time goes by even more, you will surely have known, That all this time you've been troubled, you didn't have to be alone. To put it plain and simple, ask the Lord to save your soul. Then afterwards, to your family, friends and strangers, you must go, Go and tell them of this new life you have started with your ...
... out elegies, for death was in the air. A mother, trapped inside her car, was heard above the noise; her plaintive plea near split the air:" Oh, God, please spare my boys !" She fought to loose her pinioned hands; she struggled to get free, but mangled metal held her fast in grim captivity. Her frightened eyes then focused on where the back seat once had been, but all she saw was broken glass and two children's seats crushed in. Her twins were nowhere to be seen; she did not hear them cry, and then she prayed they'd been thrown free," Oh, God, don't let them die !" Then firemen came and cut her loose, but when they searched the back, they found therein no little boys, but the seat belts were intact. They thought the woman had gone mad and was traveling alone, but when they turned to question her, they discovered she ...
... , Of a world that's free from sin. My inner heart keeps shouting, Only in Jesus can we win! Does God love us so much? Is my name written on His hand? Oh, my beloved Father, On Holy Ground I stand! Isaiah 49: 15-16 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... midst the faithful watch Eyelids slipped on past the guard Hearts let down by weary eyes Staying awake is oh so hard Moment slip and I m awake Suddenly cross with myself Daylight came-I didn t know The clock teases from the shelf I run downstairs-check the tree Presents wrapped for girl and boy I didn t need to see it-The coming of Christmas joy Each Christmas parents watch it And it never fails to please The awe-filled eyes of childhood Opening presents on their knees-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2004 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-from Glenn A. Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
221. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Precious Gold. [Poems]
... Still shines for you and me. For Jesus is that precious Gold, And He is our only destiny! He gives us strength and purpose, His comfort's gentle and sweet. And someday we will greet HIm, When we walk that Golden Street!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... what more God has in store. Long after she has done her job Among all living things, She'll forever be an Angel-But one who's got her wings. So, what DO Angels look like? You'll know one when you see. Angels come in Many forms. But she looks like MOM to me.~By Wendy M. Whiton~1998, All Right Reserved Email: cwwhiton @adelphia.net*This is for ALL mothers. but especially ones whose children were conceived in their HEARTS, if not their bodies. [By: Wendy M. Whiton Copyright 1998, (cwwhiton @adelphia.net)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... What Do You Want For Christmas? A poem sent to Dear Abby from a couple who have too much stuff. So many of you asked us (since Yuletide's drawing near)" What do you want for Christmas? What can we give you this year? If we say," We want nothing !" you buy something anyway, So here's a list of what we'd like; believe now what we say: Pajamas for a little child, food to feed the poor. Blankets for a shelter, and we ask a little bit more-Perform good deeds and let us know, or volunteer your time. These last are worth a fortune, and they needn't cost a dime. We have to many things now, vases, candles, tapes and clocks. We have our fill of garments, ties, underwear and socks. Candy is too fattening, crossword books we've more than 20. We don't need trays or plates or cups ...
... dark moments But God is never far away Read these old true stories And rest in His care as you pray When we reach out to others We are following God's loving care What goes around comes back to us We are always blessed when we share~Eva May Young~05-13-08 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
225. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Reach Out. [Poems]
... still, small voice" Do you love your neighbor as yourself" Or turn away? You make the choice. Keep looking for the truth Reach out a helping hand to the depressed Life will become more plesant And you will be wonderfully blessed.~Eva May Young~6-3-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
226. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Weakest Link. [Poems]
... Weakest Link My children are so devious They ferret out my failings They peck at open wounds Until I consider wailing They pit my wife against me She says yes when I've said no In the confusion they get their way I'm not certain how they did so My wife and I are connections Damaged in the stink We strive to win the contest But find we are the weakest links My heart is so very devious It is so full of failings My heart bears lots of open wounds And I consider wailing My flesh it is against me It says yes, when my heart says no In the confusion it gets its way I'm not certain how 'flesh ' did so Heart, mind and soul are connections Damaged in the stink Striving to win the battle Finding I'm my own weakest link [by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2004 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-submitted by Glenn Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
227. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- We Are Blest. [Poems]
... a real mess; But as we look toward heaven, We are riding on a crest. When we hear the thunder rolling, And see lightening full of zest, There comes a lovely rainbow, And, once again, we've been blessed.~Eva May Young~4-20-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
228. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Reaching Out. [Poems]
... give to others Brings blessings we don't expect God is up there with His angels As we bow before Him in deep respect ~*~ Reach out-give what you can Never be afraid to share Praise God for His promises And His gracious, loving care~Eva May Young~08-11-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... love ?"" Father, I am not strong like the wind that makes your tall trees sway, I cannot sing sweetly like your birds; will you love me anyway? But most of all, I am simply me, and often have cause to fear, In spite of all my weaknesses, do you promise to be near ?" With eyes closed tight against my tears, I wished He could hear me pray. Then I felt His Spirit tell me," Child, look up, I have something to say." You are simply you, the spirit I love, a part of my great plan. I put you here to learn of life and to return to me again"" You are more beautiful to me than the loveliest mountain I made, And your strength exceeds that of the wind's, so do not be afraid. I love you not for what you are, but for what I know you will be. ...
230. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Proverbs 15:3. [Poems]
... Your eyes look into our hearts And they see everywhere. Your seeing eyes take in all things, You see inside our head: The insults left unspoken. The unkind words unsaid. With tears You watch us as we fight And lash out angrily, With cutting words we inflict scars, Forgetting that You see. Your grief-filled eyes strip bare our hearts, Our prejudice and pride, Our contempt for" the lowlier" That we hide deep inside. When will Your children wake up, When will we realize~There's no such thing as hidden sin. We can't escape Your eyes. I'll never cease to wonder That though You see us fall, Your eyes watch us in purest love, O, Lord God over all." The eyes of the Lord are in every place, beholding the evil and the good" (Proverbs 15: 3, KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen ...
231. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Preplanned. [Poems]
... as we know. It started getting crowded so I took a seat in back, Watching all the people who came in all dressed in black. I was so amazed at all the people who came by, You never see these people unless one of us would die. It seemed like a reunion for the friends and family, Acting kind of sad but also happy as could be, Because they finally got to gather and update their lives. Showing off their growing children, husbands and their wives. I expected any moment drinks would soon be served, It broke into a party and I thought they have some nerve" Laughing, joking, telling tales of how good life had been, And no one paid attention to my now departed friend. I just sat and looked at all the people that were there, And thought" why don't they take him and prop him in a chair ?" He would really love to be so much a ...
232. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Quiet Beauty. [Poems]
... wonder, How could this all be? Such love and peace in this place, The splender of God's Artistry. This day will live in memory, This quiet walk of mine, Where a little brook flowed gently Beneath the Willows and the Pine.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... burdens to You. When I feel I m on a merry-go-round, My world spinning out of control. You hear my cries as I call to You. Your Spirit flows and soothes my soul. You remind me You re walking beside me, During the times I m tossed and blown. You admonish me" walk by faith not sight ," For You re with me~I m never alone. Because I m one of Your children, And You re my Father whom I wish to obey. I ll remember Your promise You give me. You won't forsake or cast me away. When life's problems come my way, My response will glorify You. I will be joyful and give You praise, No matter what I have to go through. After spending this quiet time with You, Just the two of us together. I can then go out and face the world, For there's nothing ...
... hide and seek in leaves, And of the charming web that grew, From a spider's artful weave. I'll try to tell of flowers, Whose day of beauty passed, And how I stand in wonder As a sunbeam's spell is cast; Glistening off the scarlet, Drifting on to harvest gold, Bittersweet orange of autumn, A result of Jack's tight hold. I'll tell You of the leaf pile, That seems reaching for the sky, And the giggles of the children, Who jump in and make them fly. I'm sure You're standing with me, Maybe holding a rake in Your hand, Watching the little ones playing, While helping me understand, Why I need to slow down and notice, The beauty You've scattered around, And I needed to write and thank You, For showing that peace can be found. [Bonnie Church copyright 2001 (bchurch @rochester.rr.com)-from '2THEHEART '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
235. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Rainbow Love. [Poems]
... nights, warm sunny days, Universal colors all entwined, Reminds of God's awesome promises, Created by His wise design. When you see a rainbow, It will take your breath away. Bow in joyful thanksgiving, Our Savior's love is on display.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2004 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Reaping What You Sow I learned this humorous poem as a small child. It has spoken to me over the years of selfishness. Please stop me if you've heard this plan, (It's ancient as the dickens) Of how a very stingy man Thought he'd get rich with chickens. Said he," I'll not feed corn or wheat, I can't afford to buy it; But sawdust should be good to eat, I'll get a hen and try it" So he mixed sawdust with some oats, And bought a female chicken, And the waxed fat, like thrifty shoats, And they did not die, nor sicken. So day by day this thrifty guy, Who should have had his jaw bust, Cut down the oats, till bye and bye He fed her naught but sawdust. And she laid eggs, and all went well, Until one day he set her, And in three weeks she hatched out, well. ...
... 'Twas the Day After Christmas 'Twas the day after Christmas and all through the town The ones who weren't Christians were feeling let down The stockings weren't hung by the chimney anymore, And boxes and wrapping covered the floor. The kitchen was covered from floor to ceiling With enough dirty dishes to set Mother reeling The children were whining over what they didn't get And rather than sharing, they were throwing a fit! The malls were bustling with post Christmas shoppers Searching for bargains on racks and in hoppers. The salesmen looked haggard, the shoppers looked worse As credit cards flew out of wallet and purse. There were no joyful sounds of carolers singing, And the only bells heard, were registers ringing. The scene was altogether too grim, For all the people who didn't know Him. If only this unhappy crowd could know That the Spirit of Christmas isn't tied with a bow And stacked in piles underneath the tree, He lives forever in you and ...
... thoughts of me! Thank You for Your love O God, For lasting peace and security. Under the shadow of Your wings I am secure from all harm. Under the shadow of Your wings I m held safely in Your arms. I will praise Your name forever Of Your great love I will sing, Thank You Lord for holding me Under the shadow of Your wings.-Lora Cox-How excellent is thy loving kindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings. (Psalms 36: 7) [by: Lora Cox Copyright 2004 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... say well done, I will appear in clouds of array, for some it will be a happy glad day. The Bible has love letters to all, who love Me, and on my name call, Read what I have to say to each one, so you will fulfill, my will to be done. Heaven is a place I've prepared for you, a place for all who have been true, When the trumpet soon will be blown, All God's children will be called home. What a time that will be in heaven above, to be with the One who gave us His love, His kingdom then will be complete, as we cast our crowns down at His feet.-Mary Eldridge-[ by: Mary Eldridge 2004 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... upon each face As He called their name Well done My faithful servant Your life brought Me no shame My blood bought your redemption As it flowed from Calvary's tree Because I gave My life for you You chose to live for me I heard the angels singing Highest praises to the Lord As He called each name before Him To a true and just reward The light shone from His face So much more brilliant than the sun He held each one within His arms And said My child well done You fought the fight and ran the race Now great is your reward Come and see all I've prepared Ye blessed of the Lord I watched as doors were opened And as far as eye could see Such beauty I had ne'er beheld It took my breath from me Inside were walls of jasper Streets were paved of purest gold Loved ones there were waiting No longer sick or old A table set in splendor In this bright city built foursquare The marriage supper ready For those who ...
241. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Blessing. [Poems]
... , To brighten someone's dull day, And our Savior will bless us, With His light along the way. He is God's greatest blessing, And He reaches far and wide, I thank you, dear Jesus, For this warm love you provide.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... and why it was I cried. I swept him up into my arms and held him oh so near and kissed him on the forehead as I whispered in his ear. There's nothing wrong my little son, for safe we sleep tonight, our heroes stand on foreign land to give us all the right, to worry on the things in life that mean nothing at all, instead of wondering if we will be the next to fall. He looked at me as children do and said it's always right, to thank the ones who help us and perhaps that we should write. And so we pushed aside the bills and sat to draft a note, to thank the many far from home, and this is what we wrote: God bless you all and keep you safe, and speed your way back home. Remember that we love you so, and that you're not alone. The gift you give you share with all, a present ...
... The Christmas Touch The night is dark and cold as he just shivers in his sack, Thinking of his life and time so many years way back. He had a home and family and a normal sort of life, Four children who he loved so much and such a perfect wife. He had a home and brand new cars and money in the bank, But pressures of maintaining it is probably why he drank. He drank to keep his sanity and ease his worried mind, But even after worry left he still drank all the time. His friends would say they understood why he had one or two, But many nights he heard them say what's gotten into you? You do not drink to ease your mind it's not that hard to see, You lost control and now you drink to flee reality. He laughed at them for saying that, how could they understand, He said he had more pressures in his life than any ...
244. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Quiet Time. [Poems]
... The Quiet Time The family s all in bed, because the hour s getting late. Here on Christmas Eve, I have some time to meditate. We had some friends and family over earlier this Eve. We all were having so much fun; they didn t want to leave. Now I sit here thinking and the night is oh so still. The gentle snow is falling outside on the window sill. I think about my children and I think about my spouse. I think about the memories we re making in this house. I think about my mother and I think about my dad. I think about the Christmas past and all the fun we had. I think about the friends we have and how close we have been. I think about some relatives I must go see again. I think about the job I have, that does provide the means, For us to have this lifestyle and it ...
... rain, Helping us to smile instead of complain? How amazing is our Lord's mercy and grace, As we run to win this spiritual race." Believe in the Lord because He is good" Only then can we live the way we should.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2004 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... third day, so I could be saved from sin! If my heart is my cup, then I guess body, mind and soul would be, Let's see, what's bigger than a cup? I guess a bucket, yes, that's me! His wonderful love fills my heart. Like a cup filled to the brim. All through my mind goes the thought-How will I ever thank Him? Then knowing my heart, He tells me." My child, My heart really knows! See the water run into the bucket ?" and watching, my own overflows! [by Dot Wilson 2003-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... There's Always A Way! When we're tested and tried, It makes us so sad. That makes our faith waver And we feel so bad! Jesus knows all That happens to us. He takes it to God, And raises a fuss! He says," Father, this is my child, I don't want him to be sad. Please take care of him And help him feel glad" Then God intervenes And changes the way. Things that have bothered us, Grow dimmer each day! Then we realize God is on our side! When bad things happen, His arms open wide. We are then invited. To trust in His love. He will take care of us. Till we meet Him above! [by Dot Wilson 2003-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
248. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Visit. [Poems]
... of Life; If their name's already in it, They'll be freed from worry and strife." Get that old Bible off your shelf, And wipe all that dust off of it; You'll find the trail well marked in there, The way is easy and so well lit." The life you are living right now, I'd intended to last through time; But your ancestors blew the deal, They thought their plan better than mine. Now you, my child, have found the truth, You did things your way for so long; You have suffered through some hard times, Only through faith have you stayed strong." So here is what you are to do, Pass the word of the peace you've found; So many on earth remain lost, Far too many are hellward bound." I'll give you the words to write down, Simply spread the truth about me; Tell them how Jesus saved your soul, Tell ...
... no jovial Santa Claus with toys and gifts galore, But shepherds came from out of fields to worship and adore. There was no Christmas tree that day bedecked with tinsel bright, But in the East there was a star that dazzled with its light. There were no Christmas carolers to serenade with song, But hosts of angels gathered 'round to watch the whole night long. No fast last-minute shopping and no Christmas cards to send, But hope was born in one small Child for new life without end!~~~~~" And the Word was made flesh and dwelt among us" (John 1: 14 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... will ring. We are safe for all the tomorrows, With the angels we all shall sing. We will sing praised to our Savior, We will sing loud and long, Only through His death and resurrection, Do we have the Victor's Song!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... , Filled with suffering and distress, Now mellow into memories, Of accomplishment and success. For deep within our aging souls, Our faith has grown with time. Our Lord has loved and blessed us, And inspired our long, long, climb.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
252. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Banquet. [Poems]
... sat down at His table, My old pride pulled up a chair, No invitation had been made Yet vanity didn't t seem to care. Along with pride came my will, I never thought he would show And as others tried to enter, I knew they would have to go. Jesus rises from His seat And with all authority attests, This banquet is just for two So outside with all the rest. This is a private appointment, Just between My child and Me When the two of us are together There is no need to make it three. We are going to talk about life And the steps along the way, The need to follow directions To accomplish My work each day. There are some warnings needed The great danger that is near And the power of the Spirit That helps me not to fear. Through each dinner course I am nourished deep within, His love so clearly displayed As He cleanses me from sin. ...
... the free. Through lust, they try to enslave us, And silence God's voice in man. With focus of faith we shun them, Avoiding the grasp of their hand. Satan whispers his sadistic thoughts In every language and every ear. Tempting all with the sins of hell, Victims of misery, hopelessness and fear. Eagerly plotting to disrupt God's works, Evil swallows up souls like the shifting sand. The armor of God is our divine protection, Shielding every child, woman, and man.~Tom Zart~[ by: Tom Zart Copyright 2005-submitted by: Tom Zart (zart08 @netzero.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... weary traveler! Grab hold of Jesus ' hand! And journey on toward heaven, The sought for promised land. Hear the angels rejoicing, As we enter heaven" s door. To live with Christ forever, Who could ask for anything more?~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... The Christ In Christmas Let's keep Christ in Christmas for sure this year. The Babe, born in a manger, each day grows more dear. They said long before, He would be born one day, The star in the east would show them the way! The shepherds would find Him, lying wrapped and in a manger. They brought Him gifts, that small sweet Stranger. This helpless small Child, grew up and died on the cross. He came down to Earth to die for the lost! So we, in forgetting what Christmas means, We tell our dear Savior," You died in vain !" Instead let's forget the commercial way. Saying," Thank You, Lord, for Your birth on this day !" Yes, let's keep Christ in Christmas, as His birthday draws near, And as we swap presents we've bought through the year, Let's give our lives to Jesus, as He looks down from above ...
... disappear? Or put the fragrance in the Lilacs? Or hang stars in the Hemisphere? Only God, the Master of the Universe, Can create such delightful gifts, That puts a new song on thankful hearts, And give lonely hearts a lift!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva May Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... seemed to cheer each passer by." The lights are so bright ," they would say And hesitate to walk away. The tree stood proud ablaze with light For every light was burning bright. Then some bulb was heard to say" I'm tired of burning night and day; I think I'll just go out and take a rest For I'm too tired to do my best; Besides I am so very small I doubt if I'd be missed at all" Then a child lovingly touched the light," Look, mother, this one shines so very bright. I think of all the lights upon the tree This one looks the best to me"" Oh my goodness ," said the light" I almost dimmed right out of sight. I thought perhaps no one would care If I failed to shine my share" With that a glorious brilliance came For every light had felt the same. Our Gospel, like this Christmas tree, With little ...
... The Dragon Who Played Soccer (Children's Poetry-Good for Bedtime.) Last Saturday morning was a terrible bore. The cartoons were all reruns and I'd done all my chores. I went over to Billy's but he wasn't home, and no one at Tony's would answer the phone We'd usually be swimming or riding our bikes. On Saturday mornings we do what we like. So I grabbed my Soccer ball and went on outside. I thought I'd kick it, against the wall a few times. I kicked it hard once just for fun. Then something behind me blocked out the sun. I turned around and what did I see? Well I wasn't quite sure but it was smiling at me. It scared me more than a little I'd say. So I threw the ball at it and ran away. I was quite surprised when he trapped it like that. He juggled it 10 times, and then passed it right back. ...
... now 70 And each day before dawn He is filling his mind As he has for so long Treating God s Word as precious In the quiet of the day Meeting God in prayer With so much to say Like grandma in times past And like Dad just this morn I too search God s Word Since the day I was re-born I m a recipient it seems Of a wondrous faith legacy And I ll be a willing example So, hopefully, my children see And perhaps someday they ll say He was up before dawn A lamp lit the page Sometimes he was weary As a prayer battle raged He treated God s Word as precious In the quiet of the day Meeting God in prayer His life had so much to say. Glenn A. Hascall [by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-from Glenn A. Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
260. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Favor. [Poems]
... The Favor Now God, I ain't no prayin ' man, guess I git by the best I can, But Tildy, God, she's got real sick and doc sez she could go right quick, O, God! he sez she might could die! my Tildy-gal, my honey-pie! Our only child, our young son Ben, the day he died, she took ill then, Thet bear wuz huge! I shot a round, but even with my trusty hound, Thet monster chonked on young Ben's head an ' jest like thet, my boy wuz dead! Then Tildy took ta grievin ' so, she turned ta stone, she got so low, She couldn't sleep, she couldn't speak, she couldn't eat~she got so weak She couldn't budge thet rockin ' chair, all's she could do wuz slump an ' stare. God, I don't claim ta know Yore ways, but I got skeered an ' prayed ...
... us, but the victory can be mine. We need to take some prisoners, one person at a time. You're going up against a force, to fight forevermore. Satan said as he called, his demons forth to war. I've given you the evil force, tomorrow you will leave. Satan told his demons, on the night of Christmas Eve. Then Satan started quivering, and he began to mourn. Because he knew upon the earth, The Christ Child would be born. [by James A. Kisner 1998 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
262. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Footlocker. [Poems]
... The Footlocker He had to leave his life long home and move in with his son, He was alone and now this house was much too big for one. His wife had died and now his children were all grown and gone, He had to make some changes now while letting life move on. He packed up all the things he had, the furniture was hocked, And now he sits and stares at something that was always locked. A footlocker he kept around tucked in his closet room, So dusty now he had to sweep the top off with a broom. He found the key to open it, a life of memories, And when he did the dust from it just made him stop and sneeze. He smiled as he thought of the locker and the safe contents, Why do people save this stuff, it really makes no sense. He opened it remembering some things it held inside, The memories of his life ...
... ," surrounded by a heart. Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, With an empty picture frame hung to surround it. A reminder to her, and indeed to all, Take time to read the handwriting on the wall. Matthew 21: 16 (GNB)" So they asked Jesus, 'Do you hear what they are saying? ' 'Indeed I do, ' answered Jesus. 'Haven't you ever read this scripture? ' 'You have trained children and babies to offer perfect praise" [Author Unknown-from Dwayne] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
264. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Heart. [Poems]
... I wear, Or how I cut or comb my hair, It only matters who I trust, And how much I really care.~Eva May Young~" Man looks at the outward appearance. But the Lord looks at the heart" 1 Samuel 16: 7 NIV It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
265. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Consoler. [Poems]
... . Bury your burdens and leave them behind, Rest and be calmed in the peace you shall find. Oh let me shield you from sorrow and shame, Easing thy soul with Jesus ' sweet name. Bring me your heart which is broken and bleeds, I possess love it desires and needs. Ye who weep teardrops which endlessly rain, Take of my joy and be freed of your pain. Come, I will bless thee with comfort unknown, With me my child, you are never alone. Hold me, embracing my words with your heart, I will give love that shall never depart. Come near whenever my wisdom is heard, Be with me always, I'm God's holy word.~Sally Holt~[ by: Sally Holt Copyright 2005-submitted by: Sally Holt (treasures @gracetreasures.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... by. There were no secrets you could keep When clothes were hung to dry. It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two. For then you'd see the fancy sheets And towels on the line; You'd see the company table clothes With intricate design. The line announced a baby's birth To folks who lived inside As brand new infant clothes were hung So carefully with pride. The ages of the children could So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed You'd know how much they'd grown. It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung; Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too, Haphazardly were strung. It said," Gone on vacation now" When lines hung limp and bare. It told," We're back !" when full lines sagged With not an inch to spare. New folks in town were scorned upon If wash was dingy gray ...
267. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Nail. [Poems]
... if I could have I would ve cried. The dead man was Jesus, God s only Son; but later I heard He still lived. For the part that I'd played in causing His death, I hope God will forgive. God chose Him before the beginning of time to die on an old rugged cross. But God chose me, a simple iron nail, to do my part to help save the lost. God has a use for His children; just as important as the way He used me. He ll take you and use you in mighty ways; open your hearts and you will see. Give yourself completely to Him. You ll be amazed at what He will do. If you'll put your faith and trust in Him, He ll forge a brand new" you" I was inspired to write this poem after reading one of Kevin Corbin s" Gleanings From The Word" [ ...
... our hearts and minds at peace. And we thank and praise our Creater, our joy can only increase! Give your bodies to God, A living sacrifice!. Placed on the altar of His love, there's no death, but Everlasting Life!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... and nailed them to a cross. And I now have this freedom, across my heart embossed. Jesus is my Savior! He set me free from agony and grief. He is my precious Friend, And His gracious love is my on-going relief.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... never felt their sting. I am the one, who d lend a hand, At a single moments glance, I am the one, who d be your friend, If I only had the chance. I am the one, who truly hopes The world will finally see, To walk a day within my shoes, And spend a day like me. A world that we can all embrace, With love and understanding, To never again see another child, Who is the last one standing.~Lisa J Schlitt 2004~p.schlitt @sympatico.ca All Rights Reserved [Author: Lisa J Schlitt, Copyright 2004 (p.schlitt @sympatico.ca)-submitted by: Lisa J Schlitt] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... on this year's Thanksgiving Day, That some how in this world a lasting peace will find a way. And in this season of good will and peace on earth to men, There is a way that on this day that peace will come again. So I have made my silent plea it's all that I can do, Now I will go get ready because all my family's due. I have this day you've given me and who could ask for more, My children and my grandbabies will soon be at my door. I've lost some loved ones in the past who are no longer here, And I will always think about them each and every year. And one day it will be my turn to take my leave from earth, So I am going to celebrate this day for all it's worth. I'm going to laugh; I'm going to cry and make it be the best, I'm going to give it all I have when sharing ...
... down our face. But deep in our hearts where time won't erase. Many happy ones, sure! But some sad ones, too. Of loved ones who have died and left us to feel blue. Until we begin to think just where they have gone. We're happy for them, but, we still feel alone! Then happy memories start funny stories we can tell. Tell Greta, I think of them often, and always wish them well! Your children are how old? My word! Seems like that can't be true! But look at our kids, they're all grown up, too! Dear Lord, I'm truly thankful, for friends we've known so long. Seems like every year that passes, our love only grows more strong! Continue to bless them, Lord, I pray so they will know just what to do. Give them Souls for their labor, help them in their work for You! [by ...
... days. Will always spark a smile within, to Him I lift my song of praise! Green is the color of life, that's what I've been told. The sun and rain bring back the green, as I watch Mother Nature's love unfold.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... my mind. Did that little girl need help? Was I just acting blind? It bothered me so much I had to go back in the mall. I have to get this settled in my mind once-in-for-all. The mall began to close I heard some chain doors coming down. But as I looked the little girl was no where to be found. Is it my imagination that again is running wild? Thinking I had lost my chance to help this poor lost child. I guess she must be fine or she would still be sitting here. I get way too emotional at Christmas time each year. I had to leave and get back home where it is safe and warm. The weather forecast for that night" a chilling winter storm" Late that night it happened as the weather station said, Frigid cold and heavy snow while I was snug in bed. In the morning I awoke to winter's nasty caper. The only place I'd ...
... snow, And the woman's feet were aged and slow. She stood at the crossing and waited long, Alone, uncared for, amid the throng Of human beings who passed her by, None heeded the glance of her anxious eye. Down the street with laughter and shout, Glad in the freedom of" school let out ," Came the boys like a flock of sheep, Hailing the snow piled white and deep. Past the woman so old and gray Hastened the children on their way, None offered a helping hand to her, So meek, so timid, afraid to stir. At last came one of the merry troop, The happiest boy of all the group; He paused beside her and whispered low," I'll help you across if you wish to go" Her aged hand on his strong young arm She place, and so, without hurt or harm, He guided her trembling feet along, Proud that his own were firm ...
... cleansed, Neath the crimson tide! This story was so touching. It caused the teardrops to start. So I cried," Oh, Daddy ,"" I want to give Jesus my heart !" So, right then and there, I fell to my knees, Crying," Oh, Blessed Saviour ,"" Come into my heart please !" Later, I was lying in my bed, Feeling so good! And though I expected Christmas gifts, Like any child would, I knew that greater than any present, I would find under the tree, Was the gift of salvation, Which Jesus gave to me!-Robert F. Dotson (Brother Bob)-[ by: Robert F. Dotson Copyright 2003 (brotherbob @xmsg.com)-submitted by Robert F. Dotson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
277. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Turning Thirty. [Poems]
... snoring. His middle's thicker-so is mine, And he is not so adoring. He used to worship at my feet; now mostly he's ignoring. I once clung to his every word, Now sometimes he is boring I was depressed to see how fast My youthful days could flee, and then I met a fine old man His age was eighty-three. His hair was white, his walk was slow, And he could barely see. He called me" child" and said he wished He was as young as me.~Sharon Yates Lyerly~[ by: Sharon Yates Lyerly-from 'Aiken Drum ' (Aiken @AikensLaughs.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
278. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Stones Or Gems. [Poems]
... Stones Or Gems There s a road called life We each walk every day And sometimes we encounter Stones left in our way. Left by a careless traveler, They sometimes cause us to fall, Then down on our knees In Jesus name we call. He gently picks us up Saying," Child can t you see? You can remove the stones By always following Me. And you can leave stones For others to find Or you can leave gems Each one of a kind. For you are the stones Or you are gems rare, It all depends on you If for others you care" So, polish your gems And spread them wide, You'll leave no stones With Jesus by your side.-Lora Cox-[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2003 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... too late. We need to stop the foolishness and selfish attitude, And realize together we can change this country's mood. 'United ' was the first word in this country since its birth. Today it's still the greatest nation that there is on earth. 'United ' is the key word that has kept this country grand. We must, again, unite together all throughout our land. Working with a common goal to make our country strong. Not pouting like a spoiled child when anything goes wrong. We can make our country stronger than it's ever been, Or we can watch as it decays from selfishness within. The choices that the people make decide a country's fate. We must, again, join hand in hand before it is too late. We need to start right where we are with everyone we meet. With people in our neighborhoods and strangers on the street. Attitudes must start to change we need to slow our pace. We ...
... sleeping, silent, and alone, curled up on the floor in this one bedroom home. His face was so gentle, the room in such disorder, not how I pictured a United States soldier. Was this the hero of whom I'd just read? Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed? I realized the families that I saw this night, owed their lives to these soldiers who were willing to fight. Soon 'round the world, the children would play, and grownups would celebrate a bright Christmas day. They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year, because of the soldiers, like the one lying here. I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone, on a cold Christmas eve in a land far from home. The very thought it brought a tear to my eye, I dropped to my knees and started to cry. The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice," Santa don't cry, ...
281. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Slow Dance. [Poems]
... night? You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Do you run through each day On the fly? When you ask" How are you ?" Do you hear the reply? When the day is done, Do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores Running through your head? You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow? And in your haste, Not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die 'Cause you never had time To call and say" Hi "? You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day, It is like an unopened gift. Thrown ...
... with a burden that seems too heavy to bear; But then the Saviour speaks lovingly to her," Come, cast on Me all your care" She knows; She knows His love; He understands when there's no one there; Jesus will give her His courage and comfort-Yes, she'll give Jesus her cares. Sometimes a mother is lonely and frightened; No one to comfort and guide; Then in the tempest she hears Jesus whisper," Peace, child, I'm here by your side" She knows; She knows His love; He understands when there's no one there; Jesus will give her His courage and comfort-Yes, she'll give Jesus her cares.~Connie Faust~Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls ...
283. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Sharing. [Poems]
... . The true feeling of Thanksgiving now I knew, Was to reach out and help just one person or two. For when we help someone who really needs us, All the more God's gonna bless us. As I walked away I felt such joy, That God had allowed me to help this Mother and boys. And I knew that when the big day finally came, and my family were all gathered 'round, My thoughts would also be with a Mother and children, Having a happy Thanksgiving somewhere across town. [E. Vandergrift-from 'Inspired Buffalo ' (InspiredBuffalo @lighthouse.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Twas ' The Night Twas ' the night Jesus came and all through the house, not a person was praying, anywhere in the house. The Bible was left on the shelf without care, for no one thought Jesus would come there. The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing their head. And Mom in the rocking chair with baby on her lap, was watching the Late Show as I took a nap. When out of the east there rose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to see what's the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and lifted the sash. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Angels proclaiming that Jesus was here. The light of His face made me cover my head, it was Jesus returning just like He'd said. And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw ...
... I cried, Which tear to kiss off first? Who told you nursing would be best While holding me all night? Who serenaded you to sleep Who praised you-wrong or right? How did you manage on your own When even you weren't sure? Performing as Mom and Daddy both How did your strength endure? Who taught you how to hold my eyes And look into my soul? Exuding love without a word, Oh Mom-You've made me whole !" I'll answer" My child how precious you are, Indeed we are blessed, how true, See, it was MY Mother, and her perfect love, Is what I now pass on to you" [Karen O'Connor 2002-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... I'm walking through my garden; At peace, I'm so content. The breath, of it's refreshment; I know is heaven sent. The sun is shining brightly; It's resting on my face. It feels as though, I'm warmly hugged; In loving arms, embrace. Walking amongst God's flowers; Each a special, painted art. I'm singing in the daisies; The song," How Great Thou Art". I lay, so happy, like a child; Upon a patch of grass. Watching fluffy clouds go by; Winds blow, and gently pass. I love the coolness of the grass. It feels good on my toes. I pick a pretty flower; And hold it to my nose. Creation is a work of love; A very special gift. A little heaven, here on earth; To comfort, speak, and lift. It makes a heart, start praising; And praying lips, to sing ...
... it all in, And I thanked my precious Savior, For giving me this silly grin. And when I finally left this quiet place, With it's handsome yellow rug, I lifted my face toward heaven, And sent my Father a big hug.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
288. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Storms. [Poems]
... in me; If in the storm I'll love Him more, that's where I want to be! Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven. Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men! Psalms 107: 28-31 [Author Unknown-from Charlotte (Tidings @topica.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
289. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Storms Of Life. [Poems]
... Storms Of Life I was out in the sea, being tossed to and fro The night was so black I had no where to go Storms all around me The waves raging so high My strength was all gone I was going to die I looked ahead saw a ship passing by I saw a man So much love in his eyes He reached out his hand Said," Child take ahold Put your trust in me I'll bring peace to your soul If the storms in your life Seem more than you can bare Just reach out to Jesus He is the ONE who cares. [Debbie Smith-from 'TPS '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... days They really don't love me, And some never will If only they knew me, That I love them still I wanted to show them, Just how much I care And take them to heaven, To live with me there My heart was so broken, While there on the cross Seeing them mock me, While paying the cost I was willing to suffer, And give of my life For whosoever would come, Could come without price I love all of my children, And what they have done I'm preparing a place, For them when they come Tell others I'm coming, The time is not long, Till all are in heaven Singing the hallelujah song.-Mary Eldridge-[ by: Mary Eldridge 2002 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... me quite so hard; I guess sometimes, grown-ups forget How really big they are! So Teddy, I wish you were real, And you weren't just a bear; Then you could help me find a way To tell Mommies everywhere. To please try hard to understand. How sad it makes us feel; 'Cause the outside pain soon goes away, But the inside never heals! And if we could make them listen, Maybe then they'd understand; So other children just like me, Wouldn't have to hurt again. But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight, And pretend the pain's not there; I know you'd never hurt me, So Goodnight, Teddy Bear!" It would be better to be thrown into the sea with a large millstone tied around the neck than to face the punishment in store for harming one of these little ones" Luke 17: 2 NLT [Author Unknown-from chaplain777 @hotmail.com] Inspirational ...
... The Winning Shoes We the children of earthly men; Are running in life's race. Some are running, oh so slow; Others at a quicker pace. Most are running unaware. Some are running with no care. Some are running just for fun. Some are running in a chair. Because all in life are running; Towards a finished end. All will meet that final day. It could be at any bend. Some are wearing right shoes. Some are wearing wrong. Wearing wrong shoes on your run; Makes it hard and makes it long. I see the boots of working men. I see the hills of fashions world. I see the flip flops flapping by. I see the blisters as they cry. Trusting in a pair of shoes unfit; Like, loafers or squeakers or pumps. Suffering down the path of life; Their griping and frowning, their grumps. Some are laughing, some are leaping. ...
... message," I m the Way, the Truth, and the Life" Jesus would ve shown compassion. They d know He d heard their cries. He would ve lovingly reached out to them, With love shining in His eyes. They d know that someone cared for them, One who was concerned about their plight. They could face a brighter tomorrow, For with Jesus, dark is as light. Since we are children of the living God, We should strive to be more like His Son. We should care about our fellow man. And share God s love with everyone. We can tell others how Jesus saved us. And how for all, He laid down His life. We can tell them about His gift of grace. For He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems ...
... God had to smile that Thanksgiving Day As His people gave thanks to Him And He opened wide Heaven's Doors And invited them all in Remember to give God thanks As we celebrate America's first holiday Not just for Thanksgiving But for what He does every day~Eva May Young~10-06-08 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
295. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- The Way It Is. [Poems]
... was filled with cravings, anxiety and fears. I knew I needed help, but did not know where to start. Until I changed my preception of life, and asked God into my heart. Now a few years latter, I've been sober for some time. Life has gotten a bit easier, and God is not hard to find. He is in every decision as I walk throughout my day. He is in my tears of joy as I watch my children play. As I look back on the years when I thought life wasn't good. I now know that was because I didn't do the things I should. So I'll move forward, keeping that in mind. That God is a part of all of us, giving us peace of mind. [by: Jessie Parker-submitted by Jessie Parker (Parker3574 @Yahoo.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... warm. We can have a lot of fun, And not be threatened by a storm. I thank God for all the seasons, that make up our year. And concentrate on the good times. Just think! Thanksgiving will soon be here!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
297. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Teach Me. [Poems]
... Teach Me Touch me, Spirit; teach me-to walk in all God's ways. Open my eyes and help me see, God's plan for me this day. Touch my soul and heal me, cleanse my thoughts and mind. God's child I always want to be, since I'm no longer blind. Teach me how to love You; to obey all Your commands. Teach me to love others too, for this You do demand. Teach me to forgive; forget, and teach me these things, too; to have faith and not to fret, but to put my trust in You. Teach me to turn the other cheek; to not repay wrong for a wrong. Teach me to be gentle; meek; to know in Jesus I am strong. Teach me how to seek Your Face, and how to listen to Your Voice. Then, when Satan gives me chase, I'll make the correct choice. Teach ...
298. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Take Time. [Poems]
... . Trees, flowers and butterflies, The birds, both great and small. Creatures of every shape and size, Our Lord created them all. God created for man a paradise. Through temptation, man cast it away. When sin entered the Garden of Eden, Perfection was tainted that day. But God loves man so very much, He provided him a Way. He promised to send a Sacrifice, And His blood still flows today. If you are a child of the living God, Then you are Heaven bound. If Jesus is the Lord of your life, No greater gift could you have found. If you are covered by His blood, Take time to thank the Lamb. Each day give Him praise and glory, For He is the great" I AM". Take time to share with lost ones, How they can be saved like you. For time is of the essence, And they need salvation, too ...
... Through The Eyes Of Faith Through The Eyes Of Faith They lived in an old house at the end of the lane And it seemed to me they lived in vain, For they were old and alone, the children all gone, And I thought that life had done them wrong, With not much to look forward to at days end, Except for a visit from a friend. But friends were few and far between And many nights passed without one seen. So, I made it my business, tho just a lad To become the best friend they ever had. At the end of each day, when chores were done, I walked down the lane at set of sun. It became a trip I looked forward to For I always learned something new About the way they lived their life, Relying on God in trouble and strife. As the years rolled by and I grew to a man, I realized that God had ...
... To Each His Own I cannot change the way I am, I never really try, God made me different and unique, I never ask him why. If I appear peculiar, There's nothing I can do, You must accept me as I am, As I've accepted you. God made a casting of each life, Then threw the mold away, Each child is different from the rest, Unlike as night from day. So often we will criticize, The things that others do, But, do you know, they do not think, The same as me and you. So God in all his wisdom, Who knows us all by name, He didn't want us to be bored, That's why we're not the same. [Author Unknown-from 'E-mail Ministry ' (EMailMinistry @yahoogroups.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
301. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Sunday Morning. [Poems]
... watching us And not feel He's doing enough? My friends He loves all sinners And His word is not a bluff We learn to speak with Him And to confess our many sins And though I still have some problems My glad heart soars on wings~Eva May Young~08-12-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... grieved, Only You know why. No one down here understands, No, Lord, not even I. Times like this I want out, Tell the world I'm through. Times when I" reject" myself, And yes, Lord, even You. Pain like this can't be shared, It was made for one. And it can't be lessened, Lord, Till its course is run. But You sent hope today, Lord:" Hang on, child, this will end" Today I got an" I care" card~You loved me through a friend. -Connie-[ by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
303. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Take Some Time. [Poems]
... be gone. Take some time to watch a sunrise, Now and then a sunset too. Just be sure that seeking pleasure Isn't all you ever do. Take some time to count your blessings, Though you feel they're not that great. You will find they're more abundant Than you thought, at any rate. Take some time to banish hatred When and where you can. Just detest man's evil ways And not your fellow man. Take some time to love your children Every moment you are free. The benefits exceedeth A university degree. Take some time to love your neighbor And even more important still, Take some time to love yourself Or not many others will. And if you don't like that image Of yourself that others see, Take some time to make some changes, Be the best that you can be. Take some time to help another Who you think might need a hand. You will find the satisfaction Leaves you feeling sort ...
304. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- This Mountain. [Poems]
... Father, this mountain seems too steep The summit disappears in the sky The valleys too wide, the gulfs too deep Yahweh, there s no way to get by I see no crevice to hold to Nothing for a steady foothold Tell me now what to do For I see no path, no traveled road Yah, I am ill equipped for this journey Not equipped for this strenuous climb Talk to me, reveal to me Lead the way for this trek of mine Child of mine, look not up or down Keep your eyes focused in front of you My angels around you, I will surround Trust in me, I ll guide you through If you look too far ahead, you lose sight Of what lies before you this very moment If you look down, you experience fright Continue steadily forward, don t relent One step at a time is all it will take To move towards your destination With each step, progress you make ...
... late last night, Can't he comfort her in daylight? I just don't think it looks right!" Well, it sure was good to see you, But I've really got to fly! Give my love to everybody, Catch you later on, bye-bye !" Then my friend left in a flurry and my ears were burning red, Still embarassed by her bluntness, still in shock from what she'd said. And I heard the Lord speak to me," My child, do not be unwise~Just be certain that your prayer requests aren't gossip in disguise !" -Connie" Thou shalt not go up and down as a talebearer among thy people" (Leviticus 19: 16 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... the others, And many may not know the long day of the working mothers. As the work day closes out and going home is near. For today the work is done at least the work that's here. But the work is never finished for a working mother, She just leaves one job behind while going to another. Finished with her daytime job, the homework's now the rule, And this is not the kind of homework that you had in school. Child care, cleaning, cooking, washing, shopping, all with love, Never drawing any salary for the jobs above. And when the day is ended and her jobs are all complete, She may even find the time to now get off her feet. Then when she sits and thinks of it she has this little grin, If all goes well tomorrow she can do it all again. So I for one salute you for your steadfast loyality, The dedication to your ...
307. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Eternal Spring [Poems]
... Eternal Spring The life of Jesus is like the seasons of the earth. Spring brings life as a symbol of his birth, New animals are born and the children play, The sun seems brighter with each passing day. Then summer comes and Jesus is a man, He teaches His Father's word across the distant land, It is a time of joy and happiness everywhere, But a darker season approaches and autumn will soon be here. Autumn follows with darkness and cold, As the men of the earth reject all the Lord has told, He is carried to Calvary and there He is tried, He is crowned with thorns, and then crucified. Now winter arrives and my Lord lies dead. Satan claims victory and crowns his own head. But the grave cannot hold and Jesus reappears, The Savior is alive, and eternal spring is here!" Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, 'I am the light of the world. ...
... help someone recover, We will find life's brighter side, And we will be rewarded some day, When in His eternity we abide. When we encourage one another, We build a sturdy bridge, Across life's raging rivers To heaven's awesome ridge.~Eva May Young~2-1-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Election Poetry*For starters, history buff Henry Wadsworth Longfellow :* Listen, my children, don't dare ignore, The midnight actions of Bush and Gore In early November, the year ought-ought, Hard to believe the mess they wrought. Two billion bucks of campaign bounty All came down to Palm Beach County. What result could have been horrider Than the situation we found in Florider?*Edgar Allen Poe is his usual gloomy self :* Once upon a campaign dreary, one which left us weak and weary O'er many a quaint and curious promise of political lore, While we nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a yapping, As of some votes overlapping, energy-zapping to the core "'Tis a mess here ," we all muttered, as the network anchors stuttered, Stuttered over Bush and Gore. Could there be another election with such a case of misdirection, One with such a weak selection, yet fraught with tension to the core? Quoth the ...
... Easter Awakening Early Easter morning, All my children ran downstairs. Looking for their baskets, That we hid behind the chairs. They would tiptoe to the chair, Then slowly take a peek. We knew that they had found one, When we heard their voices shriek. When it all was over, And their baskets had been found. They sorted all the candy, As the family sat around. My youngest, who was only three, Came over where I sat. She held her little arms out, Then she hopped up on my lap." Daddy ," she began to say, Love you with all my heart. I have so many goodies here, I don't know where to start. There's chocolate bunnies, chocolate chicks, There ' s eggs and jellybeans. And little candy eggs a duck lays, When she flaps her wings. Marshmallow peeps and colored eggs, And chocolate that is white. I even have the ...
... Everyone Has Angels Everyone has angels That guide them along the way. You only have to look in your heart For the ones that have faded away. It could be your lost Mother or Father, Or some kin that you've never met. It could be a childhood friend Who has gone beyond the sunset. We are guided each day by someone, Who lives within our heart. They let us know when it's time to stop, Things we should have never let start. They are there when we make decisions About everything that we do. They are there because we love them so much And because they love us too. So, as you continue your life Without hearing what they say, Be assured that all of your Angels Are by your side, each and every day. [Author Unknown-from Ruthie, via 'Inspired Buffalo ' (InspiredBuffalo @lighthouse.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Father gave us a brain? As I remember His promises, I know I have everything to gain. God is that MAN upstairs! The one on whom we can depend. He is the Captain of our ship, Our Redeemer and our Friend.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Your field will overflow. My harvest has been bountiful He taught me how to give In his firm and steadfast way He taught me how to live. Dad dwells among the angels now He left us much too soon He glides across a golden field Above the harvest moon. I see him in the fields of grain He rides upon the wind And when my path is beaten down He picks me up again.~Marilyn Ferguson~All Rights Reserved" Hear, ye children, the instruction of a father, and attend to know understanding. For I give you good doctrine, forsake ye not my law. For I was my father's son, tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother. He taught me also, and said unto me, Let thine heart retain my words: keep my commandments, and live" Proverbs 4: 1-4 KJV [Author: Marilyn Ferguson Copyright 2003-submitted by: Marilyn Ferguson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net ...
... Day" His wife had passed some years ago, now he lived all alone, So now the highlight of this day was waiting by the phone. The game would start at 1 PM when he would hear" Play ball" And he knew by the last inning that all of them would call. When they would call it would be short and few words would be spoken, He wondered if on Father's Day their calls were just a token. He loved his children and he knew that they all loved him too, But it seemed that they had drifted as kids often do. They get so caught up in their lives, so busy all the time, And don't give him a second thought because they know he's fine. He sees them maybe twice a year around the holidays, It's hard to get together as they've all gone separate ways. At least they do remember him if just a little call, And remember that he's here ...
315. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Faith. [Poems]
... , That's when our enemies win. Put on the crown of Faith, And turn our back to self-centered sin. Open your hearts to Jesus, He will put your hearts at rest. Bathed in the baptism of faith, We are wonderfully blessed.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
316. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- F-A-M-I-L-Y. [Poems]
... . Later that day, cooking the evening meal, my daughter stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked her down." Move out of the way ," I said with a frown. She walked away, her little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said," While dealing with a stranger. common courtesy you use, but the children you love, you seem to abuse. Look on the kitchen floor; you'll find some flowers there by the door. Those are the flowers she brought for you. She picked them herself, pink, yellow and blue. She stood quietly not to spoil the surprise, and you never saw the tears in her eyes" By this time, I felt very small and now my tears began to fall. I quietly went and knelt by her bed;" Wake up ...
317. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Do You Know? [Poems]
... changed you, And give Him all the praise. Someone comes across your path, As you live your life each day. Jesus purposely puts them there, So you can point the Way. You then them Jesus loves them. You then tell them Jesus cares. If they don t know Him as Savior, Now His Gospel you can share. You tell them what I shared with you, And how you were born anew. For when you become a child of God, You want others to know Him, too. Emily McAdams [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2003-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... , And our hearts begin to sing, He is our warm blanket, On the coldest day of spring. Thank God for His precious Son, For His love that sets us free, From the fears of tomorrow, And for all eternity.~Eva May Young~5-23-05 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
319. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- COME. [Poems]
... and come to Me. Look deep into My loving eyes; hear the compassion in my voice; Look up and see that it is I-The storm will pass; you will rejoice. Don't heed the angry winds that blow or fear the churning waves you see; My mighty power will prevail-Lift up your eyes and come to Me. I'm always near to rescue you when doubts and fears your heart assail; Just fix your eyes on Me, My child-I am your Lord-I will not fail!~Connie Faust~[ by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2007 (beracah @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Christmas Today Lights and tinsel and days of shopping. So many people in every store. All there looking for some gift, to make them loved even more! Children looking for Santa everywhere. With hearts filled with hope and joy. Always to me seems so very sad, they don't know about that Baby boy! They should be told that God sent His Son, that day so long, long ago. He was born in a stable and died on a cross, because God loves us so! It really wasn't on the day we call Christmas. That day our Savior came to Earth. But it is the day our ancestors have chosen. So we say Christmas is the day of His birth! So celebrate Christmas with all of your heart. But share with your kids the true Story. Of Jesus, who came to Earth on this day, to spread the good news of God's glory! [by Dot Wilson 2002 ...
321. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Christmas Ruby. [Poems]
... a pre Christmas treat and every year it came, And when I grew to be a man, I tried to do the same. I lost my grandma Ruby when I had my own family, One Christmas morning we were gathered by our Christmas tree. My Mom came over and I knew she had something to say, With teary eyes she said your grandma Ruby died today. She had sent a package just a few short weeks before, With presents for my children she has purchased at the store. With all the love she had to give she had kept it alive, The Christmas box sent in the mail until the day she died. So now that I am older and I have my own family, That tradition that she started means so much to me. Every year two weeks before our Christmas Day has come, My grandchildren each get a box and I fill everyone. I am very fortunate they all live close to me ...
... Cranberry sauce and tropical fruit I think it's an awful fright"" My poor misguided friend ," I said," Your lament does not ring true. You're mixed up by the things you read From a myth you take your clue. For no snow fell on Bethlehem On the night the star first shone. There was no blizzard nor howling gale That swept with a shriek and a moan. The breezes were soft and what is more, The night that the Christ Child came, Hibiscus bloomed near the stable door As Mary murmured His name. Bougainvillea of a violet hue Arched in a graceful bower, Poinsettias wet with the midnight dew Enhanced that sacred hour. The heavenly host in the sky Proclaimed the birth of the King, And rustling palms echoed the cry As the whole earth seemed to sing. We find here in our sun drenched land, Untouched by the ice and snow, That the spirit of Christmas is near at hand, And ...
323. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Contentment. [Poems]
... leads across deep valleys, To Eternity on high. Brings the greatest serenity, Our yearning hearts to occupy. Oh Jesus, Savior of our souls, Lord of Lords, and King of Kings. Thank you for contentment, You are my Everything!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
324. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Could You? [Poems]
... Could You? Could you describe the sky to a person without sight, the gift of shades and shadows you receive each day and night? Could you depict the freedom of walking down the street to a person who has never had the use of their two feet? Could you express the comfort of sleeping in a bed to someone who does not have a place to lay their head? Could you explain the pleasure of a satisfying meal to a child who has never known the fullness that you feel? Could you, in all honesty, with good and truthful measure, say that you are thankful and consider life a treasure? Could you? [Terri McPherson 2000; Windsor, Ontario (tmcphers @mnsi.net)-from 'Aiken Drum '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Maytag could make things clean You never knew the time of day From dawn to dusk you'd run and play You never questioned our parents reason Summertime was our favorite season Wonder bread with fried bologna Wednesday night was macaroni Those wonderful days that flew so fast Those magical times will always last~Frank P. Cotter~< fcotter at andromeda.rutgers.edu >_ Franks says," I'm married to my wife Patty, the woman that makes life worth living. I'm the father of three children. I have worked for Rutgers University for the past thirty years" [by: Frank P. Cotter, 2008 (fcotter at andromeda.rutgers.edu)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child." What are you doing ?" I asked without fear," Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve !" For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light Then he sighed and he said" Its really all right, I'm ...
327. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Death For Life. [Poems]
... . I had no hope, but was undone, with heart as black as night;` til God the Holy Spirit came and shed convicting light. I should have died and gone to Hell to spend eternity with Satan, demons and other souls, who were rebels just like me. But bless His name, my Savior came and took my guilty plea to mighty God, the judge on high, and died to set me free; So I could be a child of God and walk where Jesus led: He did not die instead of me, But rather in my stead.~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
328. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Dear Santa. [Poems]
... father hits her And it makes you very sad. Then you asked dear Santa If the neighbor down the street Could find a job, that they might have Some food, and clothes, and heat. You saw a family on the news Whose house had blown away;" Dear Santa, send them just one thing, A place where they can stay. And Santa, those four cookies that I left you for a treat, Could you take them to the children Who have nothing else to eat ?"" Do you know that little bear I have, The one I Love so dear? I'm leaving it for you to take To Africa this year. And as you fly your reindeer On this night of Jesus ' birth, Could your magic bring to everyone Goodwill and Peace on earth ?"" There's one last thing before you go, So grateful I would be, If you'd smile at Baby Jesus In the manger by our tree" ...
329. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Field of Joys. [Poems]
... a part of you and, oh, you love them so. They let you laugh. They share your joy. They help you through the day. And no matter what you've said or done. They will not turn away. Sometimes, when things are getting rough, and when the crying's done, They'll join with you in games and play-Just like when you were young-And had a special playmate who would run the Field of Joys, That children find around the bend with girls or with boys. They're honest. They are faithful. They try never to betray-The precious trust between you-as you live from day to day. It's so hard to describe them. And though it might sound odd. My best way to describe them is-They are a gift from God. And so, my Friend, I'm writing with a thankful heart to say-I'm so glad I've a friend like you- ...
330. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- FINALLY. [Poems]
... troubled head Slowly I knelt calling to you. Lord Jesus, I am. Frustrated by my frailty Discouraged by my pride, Aware of my constant failure Desperate to you I cry" Everything seems so fruitless No matter what I do, I cannot seem to overcome In my attempt to live for you Alone in the quiet darkness As I began to rise, Your words broke through to my broken heart, I lifted my tear stained eyes. My child I see your struggle And I know your deepest pain. Take a lesson from the artist And see my love blossom again" No longer was I in darkness And loneliness had fled, I now stood in your brilliance Transformed by what you said. Opening like a curtain These rays gave way to a stage, On which, bearing easel, brush and canvas Stood an artist without age. I watched as His bare canvas Took color with each stroke of His hand, Noticing ...
... I'd try my best and often fail" What's the use of playing games ?" But there's a truth that seemed elusive A truth I failed to see When serving my Lord Jesus It's about Him-not me There's comfort in the knowing I must simply do my best God will honor faithfulness In this truth I find rest If my God had wanted Perfect people-perfect lives Then none of us should dare apply Though we've given college tries God looks for willing people Women, children and their dads He will do what we can not Our obedience makes Him glad I'm nothing without Jesus He is everything I'm not I do not possess perfection But I'll give Him all I've got Then He'll take my token gesture And surprise me o'er and o'er He'll make the ordinary glorious I wonder what's in store?-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2004 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-submitted by Glenn Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights ...
332. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- God Loves You. [Poems]
... you with a perfect love He welcomes you to His home above But you must come through Jesus, His Son For he is the way, the only one. Let Him be your savior today, Do it right now, don ' delay, For if in the after life you desire heaven You cannot go in mixed with sin's leaven. Christ gave his life on the cross for you And you must give Him all His due, He wants you to be God's child, Following Him, humble, meek and mild. Ask Him into your heart just now Submit yourself and humbly bow. Ask Him to become your Lord and King And He will grant you that very thing.-Joyce Guy-[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
333. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- God Knows Best [Poems]
... to help us meet" tomorrow" For growing trees are strengthened When they withstand the storm; And the sharp cut of the chisel Gives the marble grace and form. God never hurts us needlessly, And He never wastes our pain; For every loss He sends to us Is followed by rich gain. And when we count the blessings That God has so freely sent; We will find no cause for murmuring And no time to lament. For Our Father loves His children, And to Him all things are plain; So He never sends us" pleasure" When the" soul's deep need is pain" So whenever we are troubled, And when everything goes wrong, It is just God working in us To make" our spirits strong" [Helen Steiner Rice-as posted in 'Inspire '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... God's Special Angels Little Joe just smiles when the other kids call him names. He knows they don't understand. He knows they're not to blame. They call him retarded 'cause he's not like all the rest. But his mama says he's a child of God; He is specially blessed. Every sunny morning, Morris goes out for a walk. He is always hoping that someone will stop and talk, But most just pass him by, being careful to stay clear. What do you say to a blind man? It's his white cane that they fear. Mary doesn't go out much; she feels unwelcome in the world. She's been told she's different since she was a little girl. But it's not a handicap that she can't hear what people say. She is just like they are, she just hears in a different way. They're God's special angels, the ones God loves the best. The special ones that He sends here ...
... And God said. No! I asked God to take away my pride. And God said" No" He said it was not for Him to take away, but for me to give it up. I asked God to make my handicapped child whole. And God said" No" He said her spirit was whole, her body was only temporary. I asked God to grant me patience. And God said" No" He said patience is a by-product of tribulations. It isn't granted, it is earned. I asked God to give me happiness. And God said" No" He said He gives me blessings-happiness is up to me. I asked God to spare me pain. And God said" No" He said suffering seperates you from world and draws you closer to Me. I asked God to make my spirit grow. And God said" No" He said I must grow on my own. ...
... night The mountains and the valleys were singing praises to our King peace to the broken hearted Love is Gods main spring Praise you, Lord God Almighty For lifting this heavy load I promise I will be more faithful And stay on the Glory Land Road~Eva May Young~07-17-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
337. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Grandma. [Poems]
... Grandma If I were granted any wish, I'll tell you what I'd do,. I'd wish my kids were small again, for just a month or two. To hear their squeals of laughter, to watch them while they play. And when they ask me to join in, I'd NOT say" Not today" To hug again their chubby frame, to kiss away their tears, and cherish childhood innocences that's washed away the years. Then when it's story time again, I'd stay a little longer, to answer questions, sing the songs, so memories would be stronger. But time is callous, wishes, myth, yet God in all his wisdom, has given me another chance before I join his kingdom. The face may not be just the same, the name is changed, 'tis true, but yet the smile that radiates, reminds me so of you. God must have known that Grandma would need a chance or ...
... watched my grandma plant, Amid the bees and butterflies, And the summer birds sweet chant. What great memories she left me, Her love and faithfulness was true, And now she's planting her gardens, In heaven with God's special angel crew.~Eva May Young~2-19-05 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... . Good friends are like golden sunbeams, shining through the darkest mist. They are God's special angels, who change us into shining optimists. So, praise God for His mercy, praise Him for friends who bestow. Their tender healing love, that sets aching hearts aglow. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... God's Precious Gift (A Pro-Life Poem) God's Precious Gift You hold in your womb. A child to love and nurture. A baby coming soon. Will he be a doctor, a lawyer or a preacher? Or maybe it's a girl, I'm sure she'll make a real fine teacher. God's Precious Gift A priceless work of art. Painted by the master; Designed in his own heart. Did He give her curls? Or give him hazel eyes? A few more months, just wait and see. The rest is a surprise. God's Precious Gift So innocent and pure. Now you're second guessing? You say you're just not sure? A fetus? No, a baby! Just tissue? No, a life! Abortion means to kill. How can that be right? God's Precious Gift Freedom from shame There is forgiveness Only call on His name. He came that all should live and none He wished to die. ...
... To a stranger or a friend, When we take the time to share, God's love that never ends. We were created for a purpose, To go and tell the Good News, What's better than a Valentine, With it's angelic views.~Eva May Young~1-29-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
342. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- God's Family. [Poems]
... see the rivers we have crossed, We will know beyond any doubt, We were never really lost. That is what real faith is about, Trusting, and waiting patiently, And when the answers come, We know we're part of God's family.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... soil? How many mothers ' tears? How many Pilots ' planes shot down? How many foxholes were soldiers ' graves? No, Freedom is not free. I heard the sound of taps one night, When everything was still. I listened to the bugler play And felt a sudden chill. I wondered just how many times That taps had meant" Amen" When a flag had draped a coffin of a brother or a friend. I thought of all the children, Of the mothers and the wives, Of fathers, sons and husbands With interrupted lives. I thought about a graveyard at the bottom of the sea Of unmarked graves in Arlington. No, Freedom isn't free! [by Kelly Strong-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... voice quiver, tears shone like the sun As I thanked him for picking the very best one." You're welcome ," he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see A self-pitying person beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight. Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see The problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that's mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as I watched that boy, another weed in hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man. ...
... with imperfection, He still must see some use! For I am still a livin ' in this world and you can bet that my task assigned as servant, is not completed yet. Or I would now be gone from here, far from this world of woe. There must be more that I must do before I am to go. But when my time has come and the race I have run, I'll hear Him say to me:" Come home child. Job well done !" [Written and contributed by: Joanne Warrick, Copyright © 2001] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
346. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Final Decision. [Poems]
... years roll steadily away, Our decisions will be ever better, Because we took the time to pray. When we give it all to the Lord, We are finally set free, We've made our final decision, Now we can live peacefully!~Eva May Young~7-25-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... From the Cradle to the Cross He had ten tiny fingers and such cute little toes; pink, rosy cheeks, and a sweet little nose. An innocent babe, such a delight to behold, yet the coming of this child had long been foretold. For He was the Messiah, the Redeemer of man, conceived through the Spirit; part of God's plan. Years passed and He grew, then in love He reached out. The miracles He worked should have left little doubt That this was God's Son, no ordinary man He, sent forth to deliver, to pardon, set free. He spoke of new life; and showed others the way to be granted forgiveness; receive salvation that day. But many were deaf to the truth of God's Word. They had ears to listen yet their hearts never heard. His ministry on earth brought Him not man's esteem, for many would reject that their souls He'd redeem. Still He ...
348. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Genuine Love. [Poems]
... pay back, To give someone a new lift. Like springtime and robins, We, too, can be a special gift. True love is a real treasure, Sent aloft on heavenly wings. It touches hearts from the very humble, To the thrones of honored kings. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
349. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- God's Artwork. [Poems]
... rain of springtime Feeling warmth of a summers breeze Colors among a rainbow, in shades of purples and pink The golden tones of sunset, grazing the sandy beach Snow-peaked mountains, crispness of mornings air Crystals of snowflakes drifting, under Heavens gentle care Winters wonders, the color of fall The blossoms in springtime The magic, of this all Twinkling of stars, halos of light Beauties of mornings, wonders of night Creation of family, new birth, new life We are Gods Children, we are His love, His life.-Marty Ford-[ by: Marty Ford Copyright 2004 (mjford19 @msn.com)-submitted by: Marty Ford] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... I talked with him, he seemed so glad. If I were late, it'd do no harm. And as I left, he said to me," I thank you, you've been so kind. It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see ," he said," I'm blind" Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two eyes, the world is mine. Later while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue. He stood and watched the others play. He seemed not to know what to do. I stopped a moment and then I said," Why don't you join the others dear ?" He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew he couldn't hear. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two ears, the world is mine. With feet to take me where I'd go. With eyes to see the sunset's ...
351. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- GIVEN. [Poems]
... , who's given her his heart. I guess it's just a" father thing ," as I choke back the tears. I was the only man who shared, her life through all these years. Most father's will not tell you, this day brings a little grieving. In their heart they know, a little part of them is leaving. They are happy, they are sad, emotions running wild. Why is it the father's job, to give away a child? A father knows his life will change, after all of this, But only wants his daughter, to find total happiness. So as I stand and say the words, I'm giving her away, To a very special young man, on this special day. Know this my young, sweet daughter, that way down in my heart, You'll always be my little girl, and we will never part. [by James" PoppyK" Kisner (PoppyK1 @aol.com ...
352. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Christmas Fire. [Poems]
... our new life. We didn't have much money, But we didn't even care. We had each other and that's all, We wanted then and there. I think about the Christmas, When the baby came along. The decorations and the tree, And playing Christmas songs. I think about the Christmas times, The house was full of guests. The joyous times we always shared, At Christmas were the best. I think about the Christmas, When our last child finally parted. Again it was just you and I, Just like when we had started. So many Christmas nights we've had, So different every year. But always filled with love and laughter, Full of Christmas cheer. But now my love it's you and I, This Christmas night again. And now we sit and reminisce, Of Christmas time back then. I gaze into your lovely eyes, And see your smiling face. And feel your love just radiate, ...
... Families gathered together sheltered warmly from bad weather, sharing a meal on Christmas Day served in bone china from a tray. Drinking chocolate hot and steamy eating pudding sweet and creamy; exchanging gifts 'midst Christmas cheer-Oh, what a lovely time of year! In the Southern Hemisphere Christmas-time is drawing near; the weather's gone from cold to hot and winter-time has been forgot. The sun is bright; white moon at night, a nice warm Christmas feels so right; children playing in the sun running, jumping, having fun. Barbecuing by the pool; water sparkling clear and cool, kin have come from far and near and hearts are filled with Christmas cheer. No matter where on earth we live, do we remember Jesus's birth; do we bow down our heads to pray honoring Him on His own day? A day that has been set apart to celebrate Him with glad heart; Loving Him and loving others-loving all mankind as ...
... , To overcome the enemy And bid foe death, depart. Here was help in time of need; For He had come to know our pain, He was wounded for our transgressions, For our iniquities He came. But when He stood outside the tomb And cried LAZARUS, COME FORTH! Lazarus rose right up and came right out To his Master, God and Lord. What joy is in the heavens, What peace has come to earth When Jesus calls His children And gives us Spiritual birth. And then one day He calls us home To live with Him for aye Never more will death overcome To take our lives away.~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-Copyright © 2007-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Ashes For Beauty I lived most of my life in hate and mistrust Ugly and rotten, I was full of disgust. I will admit that I did things for spite, Living in darkness, a child of the night. My look was so hard, I wore mostly black, I was so mean, cutting others no slack. Full of self hatred, Yes, full of disdain, I would burn my flesh just to feel the pain. I lacked all things good, with you, I will level, I worshipped demons, I loved the devil. When I would dress up in ribbons and sashes Still, my mirror, reflected only ashes. Then one day He found me, so full of myself, To Him I was worth all of Heaven's wealth. He left His home, Yes, He left the angels To hang on a cross, for hours He dangled. Laughed at and scorned, He hung naked in ...
356. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- As. [Poems]
... As the sky sweats As the tides rise As the moon shines As the rivers flow As the wind blows pine So is God's awesome power displayed. As with summer sun As with winter snow As with greening spring As with autumn's glow As with heart's desire As with mind's reason As with soul's longing As with strength's treason So is God's awesome passion conveyed. As with wars and conflict As with troubled minds As with fear unrivaled As with peace we find As with hearts of children As with hearts of dads As with hearts of families As with hearts made glad So is God's awesome tenderness made known. As with rugged timber As with metal stakes As with crown of thorns As with punishment He takes As with empty covering As with vacant grave As with scars reminding As the Lord saves So is God's awesome love best shown. Glenn A. Hascall [by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-submitted by Glenn Hascall] Inspirational ...
357. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Armor Of God. [Poems]
... Keep pressing on 'til this battle shall cease. Take the shield of faith and be strong, Quench all fiery darts of the wicked one; Use each piece of the whole Armor of God, Stop every arrow aimed 'til Victory you've won. Take the helmet of Salvation and wear it, Take the Sword of the Spirit~the Bible; It is the Word of God to feed our soul, Be alert, watch and pray~don't be idle. A new Child of God needs love and patience, As a newborn baby needs milk to drink; Each~needs nourishment and training, There must be trust and faith to not shrink. If there be any virtue or any praise, Think about these things today; There is power if we wear all of God's Armor, We must be faithful and not forget to pray.~Leona I. Miller~All Rights Reserved [by: Leona I. Miller, Copyright 2003-regular ...
358. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Conversation. [Poems]
... grow within a yearning soul, where there is so much need. Yes! Our God still reigns! His love and forgiveness is everywhere. But we must believe and trust in Him, to know His Presence there! (This is based on a conversation between two ladies) It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... You for some aid. Those who are harder up, Live much easier on Medicaid. And I know that you are my provider, I lean on You alone. To bring some sunshine into my life, And I'll forget to moan and groan.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2004 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... had to break your pride in two! And in its stead He planted love, A tolerance born from up above; More merciful .compassionate, too, No longer judge-and-jury, you. Now when you spy a pious pose~Disdainful gaze down" spiritual" nose, You long to bare your scars and say:" Don't judge .it might be you someday !" And when you face your Judge on high, I think you'll see Him smile and sigh:" Beloved child~I rule alone~There's room for One upon My Throne !" -Connie" Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged" (Matthew 7: 1-2a, KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... A Happy Celebration Even though this world is in turmoil and pain, The true child of God has everything to gain. The Father said, in this world ye shall tribulation, but soon we will have a happy celebration. In Him we can have comfort, joy, and peace, His great love for us will never cease. Fight the good fight and run in this race, We are kept strong by the Father's saving Grace. Many are weak, their battle worn and weary, but it's no time for the saints of God to be dreary. We knew this day was drawing near, but the Word of God said not to fear. We must keep the faith and hold our heads high, The one we're looking for will appear in the sky. He's coming for those who look for Him, we must stay alert and keep our lamps trimmed. While we are waiting for Jesus to come back, don't mess around ...
362. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Godly Father. [Poems]
... price Of events and special occasions; He can help with your math, show the right path using correct mathematic equations. When you become grown, move away from his home, He is still there for your every need; When your feelings get hurt or you have problems at work He gives comfort in both word and deed. Yes, a good father s love is a gift from above Direct from the Master s own hand And the life of every child, to become meek and mild, Should be guided by a God given man.~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-Copyright 2005 (jguy453 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... A Dinner of Thanksgiving She was just a bent old lady Her hair was full of gray I was just a child of seven Who had stepped outside to play. Her dress was worn and tattered She looked so frail and thin But her eyes were warm and caring And she kindly asked me in. As the morning hours were fading I recall her gentle plea Please stay a little longer And enjoy a meal with me I had no way of knowing That her shelves were nearly bare But it didn t really matter She was glad to have me there. The meal was small and meager But I felt like I d been blessed When I sat there at the table And she served to me her best. In honor of her memory This moment I will seize To be thankful for the bounty When we shared a bowl of peas. I am humbled by her spirit Unblemished through the years She s smiling down from heaven ...
... an orphan, I think that's very bad, If you remember your parents death, I know you must be sad. I don't know what your age is, If you are young or old, Or the reason of their death, And were you ever told? You might not remember them, Nor ever saw their face, But Jesus wants to hold you, And save you by his grace. He really wants to adopt you, So you will be His child, Let Him love and protect you, And change your Lifestyle. I'm glad that you are listening, And turning to the Lord, I see your eyes are glistening, I see that you're not bored. I know that you are thankful, You're not an" Orphan ," now, For you are in His family, I'm glad I told you how! [by: Mary Eldridge 2003 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All ...
... , With two good eyes to see My precious beloved family. I am so blessed to hold dear Those whose faces I see through the year. There is my husband, who tries so hard, To be my provider, protector and bard. In his wisdom God chose a man for me Whose whole life revolves around his family. I know the most important person in his life Above anyone else, is his wife. In his wisdom God gave to me Two children that love their mommy. Everyday I'm blessed to have them near Makes more memories to hold dear. In his wisdom God planted me in A family permanently committed to Him. To give me roots upon which to grow So that from infancy love I would always know. A mother and father, who hovered over my breath, So that my baby eyes would not close in death. Two loving hearts that watched me mature And a few growing pains of adolescence endure. Three ...
... unkind, for such is how God has treated me. I Choose Goodness. I will go without a dollar before I take a dishonest one. I will see the good in others when it is hard to find. I will confess before I will accuse, I choose goodness. I Choose Faithfulness. Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word.My wife will not question my love, and my children will never fear that their father will not come home. I Choose Gentleness. Nothing is won by force, I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice, may it be only in praise. If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer. If I make a demand, may it be only of myself. I Choose Self-Control. I am a spiritual being. After this body is dead, my spirit will soar, I refuse to ...
367. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- America. [Poems]
... and The American flag is only A symbol of who we are, Our flag has become So very precious to us As it represents all that Is dearest to our heart. We consider freedom To be more than Just a way of life, Counting freedom To be life itself~as Terror and oppression Is hell on earth. And, aside from pro-abortionists, Americans value life as The most precious Commodity there is, Next to God, Himself, And to love His children Is to love Him. Thus, as Jesus gave His life To make a way for us, With opportunity for life More abundantly, We offer a heart like His In defending others, In need, too. When we do war, It is not to recompense Evil for evil. Our loved ones Are far too dear To risk losing For trivial cause. It is with a heart of love We offer others The privilege of freedom And, aside from all Our society's ...
... America's Worst Nightmare (September 11th 2001) It's written in our hearts, Lord, That day Americans dread; That day when demons came from Hell And filled this Land with dead. It's coming now, I feel it, I hear it in the wind; That day when all America Felt their childhood end. We felt our spirit darken, Felt horrified, alone; Some hearts were turned to You, Lord, Some hearts were turned to stone. With angels watching vigil, Their swords drawn as for war; And Satan's hordes unleashed that day With wrath unseen before. Destruction so unthinkable, Stark terror did abound; With souls Hell-bent or Heaven-sent, Their blood spilt on the ground. It haunts the strongest hearts, Lord, We dread it every year: America's worst nightmare, America's worst fear. And God, though some Americans Still treat You with disdain, Have mercy, Lord, we plead this prayer: It won't repeat ...
... they sing All Creation is in motion Thanking God for everything The Lily's in the pond Open up their fragrant frond's Leaping in the morning fog upon the lily's is a frog Ducks join in the adoration As these pondlings start to sing All creation is in motion Thanking God for everything Stars in the skies are blinking While the planets spin with glee Angels playing dodge the asteroids Are smiling happily Mountains stretch with devotion Serpentine the rivers bending All creation is in motion Thanking God for everything Children running everywhere Happy chatter fills the air Though the trees are turning bare There's a season's joy to share As the family gathers round To celebrate Thanksgiving Laden tables of turkey abound And, We praise God for everything. [Eileen T. Waldron Β ©-from 'Themestream '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
370. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Angels Above. [Poems]
... Angels Above Precious moments are all to few, Things would be different, if we only knew, What the future might hold. What the future might bring. God's in charge, it could be anything. God lends us his children to call our own, to love, to teach, to provide a home. Will we have a day to remember? Will we have a lifetime to dream? Our little angel was only thirteen. Treasure each moment God allows you to have, Choose battles wisely, and learn how to laugh. It could be today. It could be tomorrow. God's in Charge, he'll ease our sorrow. Memories become sweeter as the hurt goes away, They occupy thoughts several times a day. Remember the fun. Remember the love. Little angels in heaven looking down from above.-Nancy Pickett-[ by: Nancy Pickett Copyright 2003 (nannapickett @earthlink.net)-submitted by: Nancy Pickett] ...
... the darkness, Feathers in the snow, Light at the tunnels end, Showing where to go. Did you think He'd leave you? In your darkest hour? Angels on assignment Holding up your arms. Scent of precious incense Fragrance in the air, Feel the breeze of heaven, Know that they are here. A glimpse of light, A sudden sparkle Somewhere out there In the dark. The car that almost Hit us, But something held it back. The child that fell, With none to tell, But still no cut or bruise Angels come at midnight When all else has failed For they are God's secret Guardian of our souls. Thank you Jesus for my angel! [by: Carol Maiden 2003 (caroleemaiden @aol.com)-submitted by Carol Maiden] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... made that wedding turn out fine. Walk beside Him into the fields, With the thousands who came to see; If Jesus was the Son of God, Come here to save both you and me. Let's eat of the fish and the bread, His disciples passed to the crowd; There's plenty for everyone, Even when seconds were allowed. We'll escort Him into the court, Then deny Him because we can; Still He will sacrifice His life, For every child, woman and man. Let's walk with Him to Calvary, Feel the whips as they slash His back; Shun all the hatred from the crowds, The pain of their verbal attack. Watch as they lay Him on the cross, Stretching His limbs to await the nails; Listen to the crowd as they cheer, Try to block out His loved one s wails. We'll watch on as His life slips away, But not before He turned and forgave; The thief ...
... of welcome, Bring in this brand new year. I pray for health and happiness, And deliverance from all fear. Each New Year holds a promise, For some unknown events. Hold true to God's great purpose, And we'll always be content.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2004 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... This year, why do it just for me ?" His wife of twenty-seven years had passed away this spring, And as the Christmas carols played he knew he couldn't sing. He was trimming all alone the way they always had, But listening to the music play had only made him sad. He told himself" the kids are coming Christmas to see me ," And that's the only reason he was messing with this tree. He tried to hide his sadness when his children were around, The last thing that he wanted was to bring their spirits down. So with memories in his mind and tears upon his face, The last thing that he had to do was put the star in place. His wife had always loved that star they bought it their first year, He never liked it, he had said," An angel should be here" He had never liked the fact a star was up on top, But now that she ...
375. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Joyful Heart. [Poems]
... sisters and brothers. A good attitude is most important as it is displayed for others to see And how we relate to those others Determines how our life will be. If we speak words before we think And do things we know aren't right We cause hurt and sorrow to others Which is not pleasing in God's sight. Once harsh words are spoken They can never be taken back We can't undo the things we've done Let us think before we act. God wants His children happy Within our heart He dwells But if we neglect His presence By our actions, it always tells. Let us keep our life in perspective Let our outlook always be bright Live each day as we know we should Then we'll know our heart is right. For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he. Proverbs 23: 7 (KJV) [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2001-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Faith makes the difference, As we struggle on our way. Belief in a hallowed Savior, Has saved many a rainy day! Because I am convinced, Lord, Your Word is tried and true. And Jesus walks beside me, His message." I love you !" It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... didn t pay any mind To the cow, the ass or the buzzing bee He was busy listening to lovely trills Of a songbird outside in a tree. The Baby knew what each one needed First thing was a bath! Raindrops filled an outdoor tub Then Joseph stripped to scrub. Three strange men finely dressed Came to offer gifts They were wise and from the East Wasn t one a priest? Mary didn t thank God She knew just who her child was With its tiny fingers and wee toes Every day it put on shows. The stars twinkled their very best The moon s mood was good The sun asked to shine a bit more The swaddled Babe said it could. Mary said to bearded Joseph The Baby needed broth Go and catch some river fish, I ll make a tasty dish This newborn Babe wasn t black Neither was He white His skin was sort of greenish-tan A black olive light ...
378. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A True Friend. [Poems]
... the friends you have, and you be a good friend, too. Reach out to the hurting, As someone reached out to you. Bow down in reverent thanksgiving, praise our King of Kings. He died on that old cross, for the friendship that He brings. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... A Thought for Valentine's Day H e still puts the stars to bed A nd plants each tiny seed; P uts every petal on each flower, P rovides our every need. Y et He who knows our future paths V eils our eyes here below; A lthough we strain to see ahead, L ove says we must not know. E ternal Wisdom planned it thus~N o human comprehends, T he child of God must learn to trust I n faith, what our Lord sends. N o matter what the future holds, E ntreat your soul to rest; S ecure to know, D ay A fter day, Y our Father does know best!~~~~~" For I know the plans that I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope" (Jeremiah 29: 11 NASB) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook ( ...
... A Thought for Father's Day Husbands, treat your wives well And your prayers you will not hinder Put her needs above your own, Protect the fairer gender. Yearn to meet her deepest needs For both of you are one, And keeping only to her side The tempress ' vices, shun. Hearken to your children's words, Entreat them not to lie, Raise them to respect The Word, Seek after The Most High. Daily strive to know His heart And practice Jesus ' love, Yahweh God will fill your home .with blessings from above! -Connie" The LORD bless thee, and keep thee: The LORD make His face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee: The LORD lift up His countenance upon thee, and give thee peace" (Numbers 6: 24-26 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright 2006 (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
381. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Boot Camp. [Poems]
... recruit" living in a daze, And become a faithful soldier standing tough and brave. What is the component that brings the change about? You ve learned to hear their whisper and understand their shout. You let them take your fragile world and turn it inside out; They ve taught you to obey commands, of that there is not doubt. That is just what Christ does through troubles sent your way; So you become His soldier, not a child at play. You respond to His initiative each and every day Not yield to taunts by satan s hordes to stray along the way. He will help you stay the rugged course, uplifted by His might. He will train your spirit and sharpen up your sight. He makes you, a soldier of His cross, alert both day and night; So you can follow in His steps with purpose and delight. His duty is to train you, yours is just ...
382. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Born Again. [Poems]
... life, He brings us hope, and love and joy, He eases our pain and strife. We begin to bloom again, There's a peace in all we do, And like the birds we sing again, Because we have been born anew.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
383. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Chosen Vessel [Poems]
... might" Then gently He" lifted up" the vessel of clay, Mended and cleansed it and filled it that day: He let the vessel know-" There's much work to do. You are to pour out to others, as I pour into you" Addendum-Acts 9: 15 (NKJV)" But the Lord said to him, 'Go, for he is a chosen vessel of Mine to bear My name before Gentiles, kings, and the children of Israel" Epilogue-Who was the vessel Christ referred to? Are you prepared to serve as a vessel for the Lord? [Author Unknown-rev. 10 / 98 Anon.] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
384. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Choose Jesus. [Poems]
... your sins, He ll wash away. Bad habits that now hold you will be but memories from the past. For when you re high on Jesus, it s a high that always lasts. Satan wants you kept in bondage~let Jesus loose you today. And those the Father gives to Him, no force can take away. You ll bear fruits of His Spirit as He showers you with His love. Choose Jesus! Become a child of God and an heir of Heaven above. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Celebrate Jesus Celebrate Jesus! Christmas is here! Great jubilation, excitement and cheer! Time to rejoice at the Christ Child's new birth~Celebrate Jesus ' coming to earth! Celebrate Jesus! Praise the Most High! Ring out the bells and shout to the sky! Laugh like a slave who is granted release~Jesus, Emmanuel, the Prince of Peace. Celebrate Jesus! Put up the lights! Dance like the angels, soar to new heights! Give Him all glory, honour and praise~Jesus is born, the Ancient of Days! Celebrate Jesus! The King of kings! He who created the earth and all things, God of the universe, come to our sphere~Celebrate Jesus! Christmas is here!~~~~~" And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us" (John 1: 14 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen ...
... a bow. I'd like to slow down, But I'm afraid I must go. Department stores call, And the sales surely won't last. I can't wait till this holiday, Is lodged in my past. I've used all my cash, And most of my card. But how could I resist, That thing for my yard? It's getting so bad, Not nearly so fun, As I seem to recall, When I was so young. Christmas is for children, That must be the case. For Christmas for me, Is mearly a race. When did it change? And why? I don't know. But something is missing, And it's not just the snow. My heart yearns for more, And then settles for less. Could it be I have forgotten? That Christmas means rest. In knowing that Jesus Came to earth as a Baby. And He wants me to follow And not just say maybe. So keep ...
... rate At the Pearly Gate If God said," Don't you know. You've as many days As you filled with praise When you walked down there below !" Would you get to spend Just a short weekend Or a half a dozen worth, If He let you stay For each single day That you thanked Him while on earth? While it sure is great That we celebrate What we call Thanksgiving Day, And it's fun to see All the family And to watch the children play. Still, it just seems odd That we thank our God Only when Thanksgiving's here, For it seems to me Giving thanks should be Every day throughout the year! -Connie" Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ" (Ephesians 5: 20 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... A Thanksgiving State of Mind One day out of many A day when it ranks High on our list-To give other's our thanks Our friends and our parents Our children at home We see them in person Or call on the phone A meal is created From recipes grand Each family member Lending a hand Then the table is spread With sale flyers galore Christmas is coming-So much to adore This one day of thanks Soon pales in the light Of Christmas gift specials And clothing sized right But if you but once dare to look With the least possible scrutiny You may find we've all failed Lost in gratitude mutiny Each day there's a reason To offer our praise To tell someone thank you To make someone's day Don't wait for that one day For it might be too long Just offer your thanks-now In word-or in song Don't stand in the midst Of resentment and pain There is reason to thank And blessings to gain There is thanks after ...
389. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Prayer. [Poems]
... A Prayer September 11, 2001-For all victims of the terrorism tragedy in the United States of America. God bless the men who died this day, God bless the women, too, And all the little children, Lord, Who now reside with you. And bless the friends and families That they have left behind; Enfold each one within Your arms That they Your peace may find. Evil may have struck a blow And brought us to our knees, But love will raise us up again And give our heart's some ease. And Lord, be with the people who Must, in the days ahead, Face horrors unimaginable As they dig out the dead. Each and every one of us Has been changed this day some way; So Lord, be with America And heal our hearts we pray. Amen [Linda Newman, 2001 (GramLin99 @aol.com)-from Susan] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
390. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Mountainside. [Poems]
... up-my strength no longer there. My tears form a waterfall down the Mountainside as I grasp the jagged edge clinging onto my own pride. To ask for help is something I feel too proud to do until my footing slips and I feel my life unglue." Dear God ", I cry to the heavens," I cannot climb this Mountainside" And then I heard a voice which gave me faith instead of pride." You were never alone, my Child as you climbed this Mountainside. I was always here beside you never leaving your dear side"" But I don't deserve your help. I thought I could do it alone. I thought I could handle anything-even this Mountain made of stone"" When will you realize, that there's nothing you can do-that will make me leave your side; for I'll always help you through" I felt my grip grow firm. I felt my legs grow strong- ...
... heard about the garden, Where Adam and Eve reposed: Could it have been lovelier than this, Where God's love continues to be exposed? These are valuable gifts of nature Created by our Soveriegn Lord: I bow down in thanksgiving, With the angels, in one accord! It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... A Letter to Grandma Dearest Grandma, Moments in time, each day passes by Thoughts of you Grandma with tears in my eyes. My mind floods with memories like a river runs wild It long ago started when I was a child. You cuddled me tightly right from the start And as I grew older, drew me close to your heart. Weekends with you, watching you bake Breakfast at sunrise, later some cake. Knitting, crocheting, on your couch we sat, Laughing and giggling and making small chat. You're a treasure of gold sent to me from above And your gift to me is the father I love. Your strength and your faith in times of distress Are like rose petals bound in a book, neatly pressed. Grandma, I love you and on that Great Day I'll see you again and have much to say. I'll hug you, I'll kiss you, I'll take you by the hand. We'll both stand ...
... A Priceless Treasure Some woman may seek fortune and fame as along their way they go, but she chose to stay home in a quaint little house where children and gardens grow. She bound up bruises and kissed away hurts, as she cooked and ironed and swept. She made dollies and kites and sewed baseball gloves, while the rest of the family slept. Her coats and hats were quite out of style, but she was content with less; in order to give a brown-eyed little girl her wish for a new party dress. Don t waste any sympathy on her, for she already knows; there s a lot more to being a mother than wearing second-hand clothes. When it comes to baking cookies and pies, a master chef is she. She rules at a story-telling hour about knight s and their chivalry. She makes a home from a house or rooms, cozy, and warm and snug; and she ...
394. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- A Riddle. [Poems]
... we're quite obsessed. It's what I'll make by writing this, how much these words will bring: it's Nothing, Nada, Zero, Zilch! that's right~Not anything !!~Connie~" Ah, Lord GOD! behold, Thou has made the heaven and the earth by Thy great power and stretched out arm, and there is NOTHING too hard for Thee: Thou shewest lovingkindness unto thousands, and recompensest the iniquity of the fathers into the bosom of their children after them: the Great, the Mighty God, the LORD of hosts, is His name" (Jeremiah 32: 17-18 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright 2006 (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... in Heaven Please lend me Your ear, 'Cause I've got a prayer You'll be happy to hear. Lord, there's no request list This time when I pray, I just want to give thanks This Thanksgiving Day. First, I want to thank You For gifts from above: Your unending mercy, Your undeserved love. And thank You for sending Your Son down to earth, For now those in Jesus Can have second birth. Lord, thank You for saving Your children from Hell, And giving Your Spirit Who comes to indwell. And thank You for choosing me To be Your own, For now that You're in me I'm never alone. Lord, thanks for forgiving me When I'm untrue, And last, but not least, Father, Thank You for You! -Connie" Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ who according to His great mercy has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection ...
... rescue souls just like me, To break all bondage and set me free. How happy I am to share with you, He did it for me, He'll do it for you, You don't have to be, all bound in sin, Not if you'll let Jesus Christ come in. He the has power to help all of us, Who confess our sins and in Him trust. I can't even tell you how great it is, When you become a child of His. It's different from all you've ever had, You ought to try Him, you'll be glad. Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me: for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. Matthew 11: 28-30 [by: Mary Eldridge 2003 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge ...
... A friend to hold our trembling hand: Jesus is our Master Healer, When we follow His Father's command. Count your many blessings, In the midst of your darkest night, Our Savior will reward us, And our worst fears will take flight.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
398. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Green Pastures. [Poems]
... , And told us to stop awhile and rest, And as we listened and obeyed, We were truly blest. And as we looked behind us, God's love was unveiled, Now we are looking forward, To eternity's precious, sunny vale.~Eva May Young~4-3-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... the price I had to pay. My joy was gone, my heart was sad Pain was all I knew. My wounded soul enveloped me Loving seemed too hard to do. One day, while standing by my hole I cried to God above And said," If You are really there-They say, You're a God of Love !" And just like that-He was right there And just put His arms around me He wiped my tears, His hurting child There was no safer place to be. I told Him all about my hurt I opened up my heart He listened to each and every word To every sordid part. I dug down deep and got my hurt I brushed the dirt away And placed it in the Master's hand And healing came that day. He took the blackness of my soul And set my spirit FREE! Something beautiful began to grow Where the hurt used to be. And when I look at what has ...
400. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Martha or Mary. [Poems]
... Jesus, Will renew and strengthen our soul. He can give us a" Mary" heart, But we must surrender control. Jesus desires we give of ourselves, And minister those in need. It matters not which heart we have, Either heart can plant the seed. The seed of desire to know Him, He, who died that all might live. By putting faith and trust in Him, All sins, He will forgive. When we become a child of God, Eternal life is our reward. Forever in His presence, Giving praises to our Lord. But if we never take the time, To fellowship with our Savior. We, who are the salt of the earth, Will begin to lose our flavor. As His light in this lost and dying world, We must always let it shine through. Lord, give us a" Mary" heart, For that heart stays focused on You. Emily McAdams This ...
401. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Mark Of Family. [Poems]
... " Mark" of birth. We look something like our parents, While we're here on earth. You have your dad's brown eyes. Also your mom's blue eyes. We all have things inherited. But sometimes it doesn't seem fair! My brother has Dad's brain. My sister has Mom's eyes. I wish I had inherited other, Than just Aunt Lucy's thighs! I do have one family mark. From my heavenly Father above. He said they can tell His children, Because our hearts overflow with love! He said that He would make for us. A place in Heaven fair. And He will have it ready, By the time we enter there! While we are here on earth, We have a mark of our Father, it's true! We strive to keep His written laws. Like-you love me and I love you. The Bible says that we can know Who belongs to God above. By the way they ...
... I talked with him, he seemed so glad. If I were late, it'd do no harm. And as I left, he said to me," I thank you, you've been so kind. It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see ," he said," I'm blind" Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have 2 eyes, the world is mine. Later while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue. He stood and watched the others play. He did not know what to do. I stopped a moment and then I said," Why don't you join the others, dear ?" He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew, he couldn't hear. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have 2 ears, the world is mine. With feet to take me where I'd go. With eyes to see the ...
... drift into sin; Troubles come and I am burdened, I try to obey and then I stumble again. Someday all these trials and heartaches will end, Until then, Lord, please stay at my side; Walk with me on my journey of life, If in the lonely desert or on oceans high tide. I hear Your voice in a gentle breeze, You are there in the midst of each storm; I see You in the happy face of a child, When friends are few .Your love is warm. Was it me who brought tears to Your eyes today? The rain poured down from clouds above; Wind in the trees whispered Your name, In the rainbow, I saw Your promise and felt your Love. I see You in a mighty rushing river, You are there in a quiet mirrored stream; Out on the hillsides and mountains height, I felt Your presence there in the pastures green. Thank You for watching ...
404. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Mary's Arms. [Poems]
... Mary's Arms Mary tenderly cradles her Son, In her arms she caresses Him, holding Him tight. The Newborn King safe and warm feels her heart beat, Soft and gentle next to His through the night. Its echo s a rhythm of praise To the Child who coos At His Mother; No tears does He cry. In His swaddling clothes He peacefully sleeps While She hums and softly Sings lullabies. All the animals join them There by the fireside Its embers are glowing So golden and dim. Safe from harm at Her breast He's at peace in the manger, In the arms of the one That's been chosen for Him. Thoughts of Mother and Son Bring to mind a quaint legend. Of garland we hang each year On our bough, And our trees that we trim Be they pine gold or silver It's the legend behind them That unfolds for us now; Mary's arms wrapped around Her Sweet Baby Jesus, Jesus ' arms wrapped ...
... I'm me-You're you I cannot change the way I am, And I really never try, God made me different and unique, I never ask him why. If I appear peculiar, There's nothing I can do, You must accept me as I am, As I accept you. God made a casting of each life, Then threw the old away, Each child is different from the rest, Unlike as night and day. So often we will criticize, The things that others do, Do you know, they do not think, The same as me and you? So God in all his wisdom, Who knows us all by name, He didn't want us to be bored, That's why we're not the same. Addendum-Romans 15: 7 (NIV)" Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God" [Author Unknown-from Daisee] Inspirational ...
... to his rest, So they lived there all alone, But with nothing to eat, no less! So, off she went a'running, To a neighbor's house nearby, And that's the end of this story, Said this author with a sigh.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
407. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Mother-Love. [Poems]
... Mother-Love" She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed" (Proverbs 31: 26-28) She mends small socks and mends each hurt, And smiles at faces caked with dirt, She answers questions all day through Like," Why did God make Heaven blue ?"" Mommy, come quick! I found a bug !" She oohs and ahs, and gives a hug, Then takes the time to stop and praise Some daring feat meant to amaze. She packs a lunchbox, shiny new, Inserts a note:" I'm glad you're you !" And then puts in some extra stuff In case some kid won't get enough. She watches o'er each little one From break of day till setting sun, And when the clock says time for bed, When ...
408. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Missing You. [Poems]
... Missing You I visit his grave, bring flowers and pray and utter a message to him. I wipe flowing tears and I feel that he's near and I blow a kiss into the wind. Been ten years to the day since he went away and I could not have made it I know, without a God full of love who sees from above and softens my tears as they flow. I walk through this time, with assurance that I'm a child of the King upon high. And no matter the trial, thru these tears I smile for my time too is drawing nigh. So, please cradle me God, as life's path I trod that I may not fall from my load. Give me peace at night, and enough strength to fight, 'til I've reached my heavenly abode.~Janette Ingram~[ By: Janette Ingram, Copyright 2007 (janette.ingram @gmail.com)-submitted by: Janette Ingram] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net ...
409. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Memory Mall. [Poems]
... art store with the pictures on the wall, And I was just entranced by all the beauty in them all. But one stood out that caught my eye; An angel robed in blue, She looked so beautiful just like a girl that I once I knew. I realized as I walked on so many stores remain, I'm not really shopping, it's a trip down memory lane. Even in the food court golden arches still shine bright, Christmas shopping with my children found us there that night. As I walked beside a store I was amazed to see, Changing colors spinning round ' a silver Christmas tree. I just laughed as I remembered we had one of them, Everybody had one once and color wheels would spin. Then inside the toy store games for every video, And a line to buy them all because they want them so. Fathers standing there in line with their little boys, I wonder as I watch them, ...
... Up! Look Up! Keep looking up. God knows our needs He always hears our prayer He understands our hurting soul. Our God is always there. Sometimes when we are hurting, we feel like giving up. We cry aloud in anguish. Lord, I ve had about enough. Please take me home! I m tired of life. I m ready to give up ! But listen carefully and you will hear, My child, look up. Look up! Keep looking up. Look up! Look up! I am beyond the sky. Although you may not see me, I m always standing by So when you are discouraged, Remember, this, my Friend. Keep looking up. Look up! Look up! God is with you to the end.~Helen Dowd~[ by Helen Splane Dowd Copyright 2008, (hsdowd @telus.net)-submitted by: ...
... Looking Through God's Eyes They say that God is everywhere protecting you and me, They say that every move we make God Watches and He Sees. I walked into my neighborhood to see what God had done, To see what little Children were doing, how they were having fun. At the first corner I saw a homeless family at a soup kitchen, How could God be with these people, and with many others I do not mention? I walked on and saw a little boy with no arms in a wheelchair, How could God be so cruel, and not show this boy any love or care? A school violence victim was next to cross my path, How could God let this little girl fall into violence s wrath? Lastly was a loner reading his Bible, while other kids passed him by, How could God not give this boy any friends, why, God, oh why? A thought struck me, ...
412. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Let Me Bend. [Poems]
... Let Me Bend Lord, let me bend to gather fragrant wildflowers or touch the waters of a cool mountain stream. Let me bend to comfort the smallest child or to hug someone who cannot stand. Let me bend in my thinking so I will never become judgemental. Let me bend away from anger and hate, and towards forgiveness and love. Lord, in this busy, hectic and sometimes chaotic life, Let me bend just enough. to keep from breaking. [Lela Ruth Curtis, 2003 (Dotrut2001 @yahoo.com)-submitted by Lela Curtis] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
413. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Let It Snow. [Poems]
... who's made of snow. They know I would melt quite away if in the house I'd go. Now listen to these words, my friends: Your Maker knows what's best-When your life seems cold and hard, He'll help you pass the test. Just stand your ground and trust in Him and He will see you through. The storm has come to make you strong, He knows what's best for you!~Connie Faust~" And now, dear children, continue in Him, so that when He appears we may be confident and unashamed before Him at His coming" (I John 2: 28) [by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2006 (beracah @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Let Go!-Let God! When loved ones are taken, husband, wife, child, mother, sister, whichever may be. Each survivor thinks no one loves or misses them half as much as me. It's hard to imagine another's pain. When in our own misery we seem determined to maintain. It isn't until we let our loved ones go, That we can help others and their feelings know. Otherwise, we are wrapped up in our own feelings, our grief, And are incapable of giving others suffering, relief. If we trust God and know no mistakes He makes, We should thank Him when one of our loved ones He takes. For never again will mental or physical pain they have to endure. Because their Heavenly Father loves them so, with Him they are secure. Though we've always known we'd each have to leave this earth one day, We pretend that time is far, far away. ...
... the choices that they make. Create a life of happiness with every step they take. So on this night before I give my little girl away, I have written down the words and from my heart I'll say. You've grown into a woman from that little girl of mine. And I am proud to be your father you turned out just fine. In my mind I'll always see my daughter running wild. Playing all the little games when she was just a child. But tomorrow when I walk the isle there on my side. Will be my proudest moment with my daughter as a bride. I love you more than life itself and I can only pray. As I march you down the isle on your wedding day. You will be complete and happy when you say" I do" Because you've made my life a joy and daughter" I love You" Love, Dad [by James A. Kisner 2001 (PoppyK1 @ ...
... Let Your Fires Flow Revival burn, oh burn; Set our hearts aglow. Spread the burning round; Let your fires flow. With flaming lives of love; Let others feel its heat. And when they see your shine; Let their lives repeat. Let them watch in awe; Your blaze across the land. And know it's of your grace; And by your loving hand. Burn into our hearts; Your power and your will. Burn into our children; To love you and to yield. Oh, let your fire change us; To love with all our might. Let us shine for Jesus; Like a fire in the night.~Susan Y Nikitenko~Copyright 2009 All Rights Reserved [By: Susan Y Nikitenko, Copyright 2009 (pastorkjv1611 @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Susan Y Nikitenko] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... On a stormy, summer day, Until the sun comes streaming through, And warm breezes blow the clouds away. So many little ordinary things, That we miss unless we are aware, That we are loved and gifted, In God's unceasing care.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... torture life can be. He gave His own pure Life For the likes of you and me! Now when you look into your mirror, See the price our Savior paid, To save all unbelievers After this covenant was made. JESUS IS EVERLASTING LIFE~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... something better for us. God's delays are not denials, He has heard your prayer; He knows all about your trials, Knows your every care. God's delays are not denials, Help is on the way, He is watching o'er life's dials, Bringing forth that day. God's delays are not denials, You will find Him true, Working through the darkest trials, What is best for you. ***************************** When God does not immediately respond to the cries of His children, it is because He wants to accomplish some greater purpose in their lives. If you are waiting for an answer to some heartfelt petition, don't become impatient. Commit the matter into the hands of your loving heavenly Father and trust His wisdom. [Author unknown-from Andy Chap] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Log Cabin Christmas The once living wood Is now a burning ember The wood fed fuel Warms this night in December The flames have diminished To a soft warming glow The sky is dull gray And threatening new snow So far from the city Bundled up for the night Tomorrow's an occasion I'll remember with light A Bethlehem stable A child's first cry The angelic band Then shepherds draw nigh There's a candle in my window Burning a hole in the frost A welcoming beacon To those who are lost I'm alone in this cabin But I do have a guest He's invited to stay And in Him I find rest In a few hours the sun will rise On a day meant for gifts I'll remember His life Then to Him, mine I'll lift It's a silent night It's a holy night It is peaceful And everything is just right And the mantle clock chimes And awakes me from slumber The fire has died In need of new lumber Thank you, Jesus I say-right ...
... Living Through His Love Lord, sometimes life is hard, And we wonder how long. But that is self pity. And for us that is wrong. A child of God holds on, No matter what the cost. We just don't give up. That choice is for the lost! You see sometimes our joy, Just simply can not be found. And so we pray to our Lord. We can always find Him around! Then we ask for His joy On us to bestow. And before we can think, We feel our heart overflow! Of course our troubles recede, The moment He came. We live through His love, Oh, praise His dear name!-Dot Wilson-[ by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
422. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Bridegroom. [Poems]
... come, But I m watching with anticipation. He promised to return for me, When He left so long ago. He s preparing for me a better place, And it s marvelous, I know. I was blessed when He chose me, For my life was such a mess. He forgave me all my sinful past, When my sins I did confess. He s the Prince I have dreamed about, Since I was just a child. He rescued me and saved me, For He considered me worthwhile. When I accepted His proposal, He robed me in a gown of white. It was a symbol of His righteousness, And it covered my every blight. I am dressed, ready and waiting, Because He s coming just for me. We ll be joined together in marriage, Which will endure eternity. It will be a celebration, Of grandeur and perfect love. When Jesus, ...
... 2007," bogletown.freewebspace.com"-used with permission My Brother; My King My brother, Jesus, is older than me; Though we are both children it's plain to see That we're as different as chalk from cheese; I quarrel and fight; He advocates peace. While I am at play He wanders away Preferring to spend the cool of the day Talking to Himself (or so it may seem ); A sensitive youth; a dreamer of dreams. We're young men now; both strong and tall He is so pure; I belong to the Fall. He never does anything sinful; bad He doesn't get jealous, nasty or mad. Oftentimes at our carpenter's bench He'd explain to me that He's come to quench The thirst of all who desire to live; That He has the power to heal; forgive. We are grown men; we're wiser and older; As time has passed He has become bolder-Declaring; explaining to one ...
... can always confide. He reaches out and draws me near to Him, for He is ever close by my side. What a wonderful, wonderful Savior I have. I am thankful for God s love and grace. He loved me so much with an undying love, He sent His own Son to die in my place. I look forward to Jesus returning for me. My wonderful Savior, I can t wait to see. For I am His child and He promised, that where He is, I also will be. When I stand before Jesus on Judgment Day, He will judge, but also defend. For by shedding His blood at Calvary, His righteousness covers my every sin. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... My Sword the Dove Never will a day go by when I will not remember, that fateful day which changed our lives-the Eleventh of September. Never will a moment pass when my lips won't whisper a prayer, to God for those left in the wake-of emptiness and terror. Never will I take for granted the precious gift of life, stripped away one horrific day-our children, husbands, wives. Never will I fear those who cast their evil on our land, nor will I tremble in their presence-as my spirit takes a stand. Never wavering in their midst I raise my sword of faith-the Dove, who battles not with weapons-but with the power of Love. Never will the moment when the world cried a storm of tears, leave my heart, my soul my spirit-it's forever planted there. Never will that seed grow into evil, hate or devastation, I must water it with ...
426. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Superhero. [Poems]
... worked through them-They were on fire; filled with zeal God's own anointed supermen. There is One much mightier still Than all those men of old; He came to do the Father's will And free us from sin s hold. There's nothing which He cannot do; The world is safe in Him-He can fix and make things new: He's Jesus Christ our King. Yes Lord, You're my Superhero; You're real; almighty; true And as Your child I'm not a zero For You've made me worthy too.~Belinda van Rensburg~[ by: Belinda van Rensburg, Copyright 2009 (lindievr @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Belinda van Rensburg] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... I call it My Secret Garden, That s greener than all green lands. A place of wonder, With grass so high. Colorful flowers, Beneath the bluest sky. A place of peace, A place of prayer. The strong winds blowing, All through the air. With trees so tall, The sun so bright, Glistening dew, And birds a flight. I look up to my God above. Bending on my knees. And He looks upon His child, Standing in the breeze.~Autumn Marie Bentham~[ by: Autumn Marie Bentham, Copyright 2007 (bgbentham @yahoo.com)-from Autumn Bentham] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
428. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- M O T H E R. [Poems]
... and transform the seed to its destiny. H-is for the humble harbor of home, where you harmoniously handled the headstrong and headlong teens with health, hope, and heart. And for the unsung Heroine we honor you as today. E-is for the everyday life examples you, as a mother, effortlessly exude-endurance, economic education, empathy, extraordinary energy, exercise, ethics, encouragement, empowerment. Experiential" echoes ", silent peals to your children, for all of time. R-is for the River of Riches, which you regularly replenish with your refreshing rain, and from which your resourcefulness readily radiates. Ripples or rapids, your River runs, respectfully receptive to all God's relations. [by Shirley Harshenin (shirley @cablelan.net)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
429. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Nature's Songs. [Poems]
... the songs of Autumn, trailing on a gusty breeze. midst showers of golden leaves, Falling from sturdy trees. Bow down to our great Creator, Praise Him night and day. For all His love and precious gifts, Of nature's sweetest bouquets.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Old Age and Memories When shades of night begin to fall, And shadows lengthen on the wall, My thoughts roll back to days of yore; Like waves that gently lap the shore. The youth I lost, so long ago. Just where it went, I do not know. Too soon, a young man took his place. Then, age replaced that smiling face. The child I raised, from very birth, Has gone to find his place on earth. He, too, will find that time flies by. 'Tis but a twinkle of God's eye. I live my memories, o'er and o'er, And wonder if I could have done more. Not one of those days were perfect spent. And yet, the next was duly sent. I tried and tried, with all my might, But never did get one just right. I've lived for many thousand days; A testament to God's patient ways. And ...
... sad and lonely Lord With friends and family far away. Oh, I know that You are with me And I thank You so very much But what I m needing now Lord, Is a loving human touch. I long to see a loving face Smiling back at me And hear a familiar voice And not just their memory. It s hard to be alone Lord But I guess You know that too, For I know You have a longing For Your children to come to You. So, I'll spend this day with You Lord And I know it will be just fine, For I know, in all this world No truer friend than You I ll find.-Lora Cox-[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2003 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Upsets those who believe in nothing at all. In silence alone we can meditate, And if God should get the credit-great! They are bringing their guns; I don't dare bring my Bible, To do so, might make me liable. So, now Oh Lord, this plea I make; Should I be shot in school, My soul please take. Addendum-2 Timothy 3: 15 (GNB)" and you remember that ever since you were a child, you have known the Holy Scriptures, which are able to give you the wisdom that leads to salvation through faith in Christ Jesus" [Author Unknown (Reportedly: Written by a 12 year-old girl)-from E-Mail Ministry] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
433. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- New Hope. [Poems]
... the ages Thank you for jesus, thy son Who gave his life for all sinners Great victory he has won. Open our blind eyes and deaf ears To the miracle of priceless care Bringing peace to a troubled world And new hope every where.~Eva May Young~4-15-08 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2008 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... My Pride and Joy I'm proud to be and American, and proud to be God's child. I will be thankful always, that He sent His Son, so meek and mild! He gave Himself, as a ransom. He knew just what was best. Now He takes our sins and throws them, As far as the East is from the West! All you must do is be sorry. Ask Jesus to take your sins away. Tell Him you want to live for God. Then read your Bible every day! The Son is now my Savior. He saved me from my sin. Now He is always with me, I'm so glad I asked Him in! Our precious Jesus will keep us, Tied to His heartstrings of love. Till this life on Earth is over. Then we'll meet Him in Heaven above! [by Dot Wilson-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
435. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Mother. [Poems]
... My Mother You carried me for many months Just beneath your heart; In preparation for the life Your new born child would start. Your mother's heart watched over me, As I grew these many years, And during my trials and troubles You bathed my path with tears. You helped me to adulthood grow With values I hold dear; And taught me how to face my doubts, And overcome my fears. Our life has been so closely knit And to each other tied, By the bond of a mother's wonderful love That would not be denied. Now you have gone to be with Jesus, The Christ whom we both love. My heart already misses you As you worship up above. But I thank my God for giving us The love that we both share; And for the comfort that you know While praising Him up there. I thank you for the time we spent Together you and I And one day I will come to ...
... My Favorite Poet My favorite poet is God above Who gives Earth its rhythm and rhyme. Not pied pipers of misguided souls Who promote distrust, hatred and crime. Poetry is nature serenading in song The peaceful roar of the oceans waves. The wind through the trees and over the hills And the flowers in the fields by the graves. The sound of rain as it waters the thirsty The songs of children at play in the park. The far off rumble of trains or thunder As they pass through the night in the dark. The joy of our babies first words and steps The passion of life with its heroes and clowns. The on going struggle to survive our sins As we proliferate in hamlets and towns. My favorite poet is our Father of love Who was first to know us before birth. His poetry prolongs every thing we love As His deliverance gives life its worth.~Tom Zart~Soldier For The Lord [by: ...
437. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Dream. [Poems]
... A wind of love blew by, as He heard them cry. I witnessed the prayers of earthly men; Touch the very heart of our loving Lord. I watched the blowing wind of His lips; Send answers, to cries heard from the world. I heard cries of repentance, of regret; Cries of worship, praise and of song. Sparkling prayers around His thrown; Forever day, forever long. I saw a vicious beast rise up; Accusing the children of the day. Jesus, held out His palms and quoted the Psalms. And said ," Their sins have been washed away" I fell to my knees and I worshiped; List'ning to music so stirring, moved. Grateful for love, sent from the dove; Surrounded by peace, I felt soothed. My dreamed stamped my heart with its memory; God loves fallen men in their sin. For God sent His Son, in love this was done; To have ...
... I looked into your eyes, I loved you more, my little one, than you could realize. To hold my precious little girl, and see your little face, I had been blessed beyond compare, with God's own loving grace. He gave you to me, and I love you more than you could know, A love that is so special, and all mothers know it's so. A mother's love is endless, and will last an eternity, But children do not understand, how much love that can be. A special love that mother's have, and only they can show, And only when you are a mother, can you truly know. To love so much a little one, that is a part of you, A part of you to love and cherish, mothers know it's true. You watch them grow, and hope they have prospered in your care, Because your love and understanding, constantly was there. ...
... one And NO ONE on earth Will ever make my colors run I am loved by many I am feared by many more I am a piece of cloth Who guides my nation in war I was there in Germany I also flew in Guam I led my nation in Korea I was there in Vietnam I will lead my nation As I have always done I stand for Freedom Because my colors never run I will give HOPE As I have done all my life For every man child and woman For every husband and wife My stars fly gallantly For the states in the USA My stripes are for the colonies We've come a long way I've been saluted and honored From shore to shore Some call me" Old Glory" A name I adore I am HOPE, for ONE nation The land from where I came America the beautiful The HOME OF THE BRAVE GOD BLESS AMERICA [Sharon Bryant, 2001 (1946 @bellsouth.net)-from '2THEHEART '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net ...
440. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My God and I. [Poems]
... observes my every move, He gently guides me onward, Nudging me in His love. I am the apple of His eye, Fully bought and reconciled By the precious blood of Jesus, His Son both meek and mild. My path goes always upward, My goal is pleasing Him; Obedience ever my password On the pathway straight and slim. To see His smile approving me Seeing in me His precious son, And hearing His commendation, Welcome home, my child, well done ~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-Copyright 2007 (jguy453 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... My Grandson, Lord Lord, I ask you please to help him, This confused and tattered little boy, Who seeks a kindly father image To help him walk in manly joy. His father ran away, you see, Before he entered into life, To avoid taking responsibility For a brand new child and wife. His mom has done what she can do To raise a proper little man, But Timmy needs a male role model To take him by the hand: Someone to teach him how to fish, Which he dearly loves to do, And also teach him how to give His heart and life to you. A time or two a man from Church Has really tried to help, He and his wife took interest in This fatherless little whelp. Their few months of attention Improved my grandson s view of life, Until their own little baby came To this dear man and wife. My loving little grandson was left behind ...
... me, no sense to pretend A quick judge of character~true, loyal friend A rock I could lean on, an anchor was she A treasure most dear, was my Mother, to me. Now there's something missing that I can't replace It's more than her laughter, her voice or her face For she gave my heart dreams of what I could be, This lady, I loved, was my Mother, to me.-Connie Hinnen Cook-Her children arise up, and call her blessed" (Proverbs 30: 28a, KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook 2004 (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... me hope. On days when I feel wonderful, I know she feels the same. My heart is full of peace and joy and I m so glad she came. She came into my life one day and she helps my spirit soar. God knew what He was doing when He sent her to my door. God thoughtfully picks the angels He sends to each of us, For there are certain angels who have a special touch. As God s children we are special and His love is ever true. So to you" my little angel ," I thank God for sending me you. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
444. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- My Heart Sings. [Poems]
... His loving care?. When in truth all we need to do, is breathe a thankful prayer. As I walk along that sandy shore, my heart begins to sing. I have a Savior, a dear Friend, and He's my everything!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Him with the agony of His feet being nailed to the tree? And as a young man, when He combed His hair and groomed His beard, did it hurt Him even then to think of the thorny crown to be driven into His head, and of His beard being plucked out by murderous fingers of hate? And as an adult, when He lovingly used His hands to heal the sick and blind, and as He held out His arms to welcome the children or to hug His beloved disciples closer to His side, did He ever think of how His hands would be ripped by the nails. or that His arms would be torn from the sockets by His own weight on the cross, and that His side would be pierced through by the sword? I wonder. Yes, surely our grief He has suffered Himself. surely He carried our sorrows. (Isaiah 53: 4) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @ ...
... Keep Our Eyes On Jesus Let s keep our eyes on Jesus. This world is not for us. We became His children, When in Him, we placed our trust. Let s keep our eyes on Jesus. He s soon coming for His bride. We must all be ready, When He calls us to His side. We ll kneel before our Master. We ll give Him all the praise. For He s the One who saved us, When He died and then was raised. Let s keep our eyes on Jesus, For our treasures are above. There is a crown He promised, To those who give Him love. He ll open The Book to judge us, For the works we did while here. Did we do them for His glory, With a heart that was sincere? If our works withstand the fire, We have gems to adorn our crown. ...
... believed, but when they achieved it, they had all been deceived. They thought they would find it in achievements and big shiny rings, but they were always looking in all the wrong things. While in their great struggle to find and achieve, They learned how to lie, to cheat and deceive. For true happiness they searched, but none could they find. For it was only in the loving arms that they had left behind. Like parents to their children-God's love is always there. Just ask for forgiveness and you ll lose that great cross that you bare. As kids toward their parents-We looked at God just the same, when we finally realized-we took on great shame. With suffering and great sorrow, we knew we were lost. We had taken the wrong road and paid a great cost. Our trouble was in believing in our own minds, instead of God. Thinking we could do it ...
... I've Got Your Back I am a small and precious child, my dads been sent to fight. The only place I'll see his face, is in my dreams at night. He will be gone too many days for my young mind to keep track. I may be sad, but I am proud. My daddy's got your back. I am a caring mother. My son has gone to war. My mind is filled with worries that I have never known before. Everyday I try to keep my thoughts from turning black. I may be scared, but I am proud. My son has got your back. I am a strong and loving wife, with a husband soon to go. There are times I'm terrified in a way most never know. I bite my lip, and force a smile as I watch my husband pack. My heart may break, but I am proud. My husbands got your back. I ...
449. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Hurt--to heal! [Poems]
... cried," Lord, use me !" This time He answered," Go !"" I send you forth to heal. Walk with the lonely-share with them my fellowship. Weep with the despairing-seek with them My faith. Wrestle with the fearful-seize with them My freedom. And the Balm of Gilead will flow into the depths of their souls. It will cleanse; it will soothe; it will heal" He spoke again:" My child, I spared you no hurt-that I might use you to heal !"~Peggie C. Bohanon~[ by Peggie C. Bohanon Copyright 2000, Springfield, MO-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
450. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Humility. [Poems]
... life for you, He is the bright and morning star, Humble, loving, and true. He will bless all who listen, All who humble themselves and pray, Jesus is the only answer, And He walks with us every day.~Eva May Young~5-10-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... I watch the little tree I think of her today. So many things I think about when she was here with me, So many stories of her could be told by that old tree. Many times she sat there while the kids opened their toys, Being so excited with them sharing in their joys. Never would she miss a chance to see them Christmas morn, And started spoiling all of them the minute they were born. My wife and mother of my children trimmed that little tree, And she made sure the lights and trim were perfect as could be. She was taken from us at an early age in life, But, oh the stories that the tree could tell about my wife. These are just the memories the tree and I both share, The first ones that just come to mind when it is sitting there. They were mostly happy times as was the life we led, The little tree and I don't dwell ...
... as I sip my coffee as I glance around. For over twenty years I raised my family faithfully, And brought them up to be the very best that they could be. They always kept me busy and my work was never done, But I am not complaining because most of it was fun. My husband loves the job he has and complimented me, For being such a great mom as we both worked diligently. But now the house is empty and the children are all grown, My husband is still working as I sit here all alone. I take another sip of coffee and enjoy the quiet, Remembering some past times when this house seemed like a riot. So now my days are mine alone, each and every day, And now I have my husband's blessing doing what I may. He said I earned this freedom and he said just have a ball, For twenty years around the clock you took care of us all ...
453. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Is Hell A Joke? [Poems]
... with you? Lord, my family claimed to be saved, They weren't real. 'Ya know? He said, I died for you, Now I have to go. I fell to my knees crying to Him. Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow. I couldn't, make Him understand. I had never felt such sorrow. Then it hit me hard, I said Lord, where will I go? He looked into my eyes and said, My child you already know. Please Jesus, I begged, The place is so hot. It seemed to trouble and grieve Him, As He said, DEPART FROM ME, I KNOW YOU NOT. Lord, you're supposed to be love. How can you send me to damnation? He replied, with your mouth you said you loved me, But you continued to rejected my salvation. With that in an instant, Day turned into night. I never knew such torture could ...
454. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- In Touch. [Poems]
... I feel is mine. Sitting in the quiet lounge at the funeral home, Sipping at my coffee thinking I was all alone. I never even heard the older gentleman walk in, Until he stood beside me and said," I'm your father's friend"" Your dad and I were very close; he called me Crazy Tom, It was I, who introduced your father to your mom"" I left this town some years ago when you were just a child, So you would not remember me ," he said and then he smiled. He said," Your father's sudden death must come as quite a blow, But yesterday he told me something I think you should know"" Your father said he wished that you and he had stayed in touch, He told me he was proud of you and loved you very much"" He was sorry you both parted and had gone your separate way, But he knew that you ...
... our Lord was here on earth. Just to have walked behind Him would have given my soul rebirth. I try to walk in His Shadow, of each day that I'm alive. But, somehow I do stumble over sins that I contrive. Oh, why, is it so hard to live in this old world here below? We ask our Lord's Forgiveness. But, it's on the road to hell we go. God Said," Listen to My beloved Child. He'll never let you stray from the path that leads to heaven. And, your soul will not decay" Thank You, Lord, for the Power of prayer. You ponder each word we think or say. I can feel Your hand upon my shoulder, as I walk in Your consoling shadow each day. [Leslie M. Willson, Sr.-from Chaplin777-owner @yahoogroups.com] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
456. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Index Cards. [Poems]
... Index Cards At nighttime as a child, when Mom would tuck me in, she'd have me say some Scripture that she'd written out in pen. Found on an index card, for me to memorize, she would give me this gift so I would grow up wise. I remember being in my blankets, head resting on my pillow, saying sleepily the verses that I had come to know. Then there was a goodnight kiss, soft and sweet on my forehead, and the sound of her slippers tiptoeing off to her bed. Now many years later, with the Word still in my heart, I am indebted to those index cards before my sleep would start. Written in love on a 3 x 5 with a prayer and a pen, blessing me in my pajamas as each day came to an end. [Cynthia Evans, Copyright 2002 (cindy.evans @usa.net)-from '2THEHEART '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... Death of His Saints (from Psalm 116: 15) How precious to God is the death of His saints, When the time of their lives they depart, And lay down their lives as they follow His Son to the abode which came from God's heart. The toils and trials of life put away, Like a well marked page in a book, Enfolded with care and a thanksgiving prayer, For the pathway of Christ that they took. God requires that His child, a work worn soul Leave the useless body behind, and in the last act of faith of departing this life arise with pure spirit and mind. United he will be through all eternity with goodness, peace, joy and love, with God in three persons and saints gone before who will praise and rejoice up above. [by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-{ poem for SkyWriting.Net}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... How can I say thank you? How can I say thank you in words to capture it all? The moment I saw you, I felt myself fall. From our first stolen glance, I knew nothing was chance, We were put together in God's loving hands. Now I see in you father where once none had been And I see in you husband, and lover and friend. In our children, I can see you, how beautiful they are! With your curly blonde locks, and your eyes like the stars. How I prayed for their hearts to be warm like yours, too. For their minds to be curious, and plunder-some, too! I owe so much to you, and I thank God for your love. It might sound cliche, but you're truly sent from above It's been through your support that I've manage to be All the wonderful things that you say that you see. So I'll watch, ...
459. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- He Will Parden. [Poems]
... lead and guide you, He will give you peace and rest. Communication is the real key, to being truly blessed. O Lord, You are my Guiding Light, You are my Refuge and my Rock. I'm on a spiritual journey, one of your liberated flock. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... the winner, And I enjoy His peace and rest. And now I walk in green valleys, And soar from high mountain peaks, My yearning heart has learned to listen, To every word my Savior speaks. Praise the name of the Lord!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2005 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... He Sees Himself In Us Jesus sees Himself in Us In many different ways: Jesus sees Himself in our smiling face and when we give a child our embrace He sees Himself in the way we kneel to pray when we brighten up someone else's day He sees Himself in us when we share our love with others when we remember to honor our fathers and mothers He sees Himself in us when we show our neighbors charity when in the marketplace we always practice parity He sees Himself in us when we resist temptation to sin when we persevere against letting Satan in He sees Himself in us when we fall under our afflictions when we must struggle against all the restrictions Jesus sees Himself in us when we follow in His way and when in His name we go to the throne day by day praying not only for ourselves but each and every nation that God grant by His loving grace, His merciful salvation. [by E.T. Waldron-from 'Themestream ' ...
462. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Heaven's Gate. [Poems]
... Heaven's Gate Lord I'm coming, Lord I'm running Skipping steps all the way to your gate. I know I have faltered, thanks to faith I've altered Escaping my bondage of hate. For too long I was selfish, reckless and cruel Refusing to regret my actions as a fool. An arrow from heaven found its way to my soul Since then till now giving love as my goal. Blessed by my children and the treasures of life Blessed by income, hard work and a wife. Led by your wisdom to combat what is wrong Blessed by your grace, worship and song. Age is upon me but I'm not afraid to die All that I stand for will be viewed by and by. I don't expect a mansion or wings to help me fly Only to serve you and yours in the sky. With one foot in heaven and one down on earth I pray to be remembered and judged by my worth. If I'm forced to ...
... gave His only Son, He loves us all so very much, He will leave nothing undone. Raise your hands toward heaven, Thank Him for all He has made, Tell Him how much you love Him, He deserves a triumphant serenade!~Eva May Young~8-26-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2006 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... lost! He leads us through green valleys, and He melts the snowy heart. His love will conquer armies, and cause our sadness to depart. He miraculously arose again, He lives in all believers. There's no room for worry or sin, only for loving achievers. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
465. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- HOPE. [Poems]
... HOPE I spent each day, just searching, For my purpose here in life, And still I could not seem to find, A reason to survive. I struggled through my childhood, Without a loyal friend, And every single broken heart, Just never seemed to mend. My parents didn t have the time, To tell me that they cared, They never came to comfort me, Those nights when I was scared. They told me I should toughen up, Don t cry, and be a man, And when my life soon fell apart, They couldn t understand. I turned to anything I could, To bury all my pain, And when my glass fell empty, I d fill it up again. And over the years I drifted through, Many different towns, Longing to find something, To turn my life around. I spent each night, alone and cold Hungry and ashamed, Desperate ...
... will then be so sweet, When we see Jesus and bow at His feet! We will thank Him for His love so divine, He died on the cross by His Father's design. To give us the choice to have a new place, In Heaven with Him, through His saving grace! If we accept His offer of new life within, His precious blood will then wash away sin! Do you hear now, that still small voice," Come my child and make your own choice "? Choose Him and ask Him to come on inside, To be in your heart and forever abide. He will put love in your heart and joy in your soul, No worry about the future-for He is in control!~Dot Wilson~July 22nd, 2005 [by Dot Wilson Copyright 2005, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... the prettiest Princess here !" His Princess loved his teasing charms and proudly danced in Daddy's arms. Now that he's gone, His Princess prays his silly jokes, appealing ways still entertain the angels so, they seek him out, because they know when God made him, He broke the mold (no one could match that heart of gold !) and God Himself must laugh and say:" Bob Hinnen, yes! you've made My day !" -Connie" .the glory of children are their fathers" (Proverbs 17: 6 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright 2006 (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
... . And there I'll be what you want me to be, as I wave goodbye to my earthly days! I can hear the angels singing, singing songs of pure praise. To you, O Holy Father, as you gather in the strays.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva May Young Copyright 2003 (EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net)-submitted by: Eva Young] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...
469. Inspirational and Christian POEMS -- Is It Worth It? [Poems]
... Jesus, and be talked about, While some will look down upon you, no doubt. Is it worth it to see others living so high, while you are struggling, and wondering why. Is it worth it that others, get to teach a class, and you feel so left out, while they have a blast. Is it worth it if the pastor never calls on you, when there's so much that you'd like to do. Don't worry my child, you hear Jesus say, when you feel like this, it's important to pray. There are many things, that you can do, while you're doing them, always stand true. It's not so important that you will be seen, while doing my work you know what I mean? I will reward you, for all that you do, rewards will be great you'l live with me too. You ask if it's worth it, and I'll say yes, I'll ...
... Joy in the Morning Come my children, rest beside me Throw away your fears. J