Tag: Poetry

Child or Slave

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Although I grew up loving God, I always felt like I couldn’t do enough for him and that I didn’t deserve his love. I don’t know exactly why, but I struggled to receive God’s love for me. For many years, God has been teaching me how to be his daughter and that I don’t have to fear, live like a slave.

What does it mean to be a child not a slave. I feel quit timid and not very brave. Can I enter the court of my glorious king? Do I have anything to offer, anything to bring? I’m taught to just come as I am. I want to just run into his hands. But will he be mad, upset with me? I could have done more for my wondrous king. He gave his life to set me free. Yet I sin and don’t simply rest in his wings. I feel like a failure, I don’t understand. I’m afraid God will speak to me and reprimand. I so desire love and to understand what that means. But God sometimes I wonder if that’s only a dream. What does love look like even today. Will you redeem that word for me some day? Love seems to be something that flickers inside my heart. I love other people, but often it seems life is dark. I don’t want to associate with sin’s hideous mark. But how do I love myself like you love me? Do others love me though I seem to mess up constantly? I said too much, I didn’t say enough. I don’t want to hurt others, I don’t want to be rough. God I’m still learning how to speak. I want to stay disciplined and always seek. Lord I ask you trembling feeling dumb. But I want to know so I humbly come. Will you teach me the joys of being a daughter? Will you hold me close and be there for me Father? Are you proud of me, is that wrong for me to ask? I just want to do my best for you in every task. I know I’m not perfect, but will you help me to see, that you love me Father, you really love me!

 

A Quick Prayer, I Know God Cares

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There are some days that I find that I am scared. Sometimes I wonder if God really hears my prayers. I’m thankful that in my hurt and pain, that God calls me beloved, he calls me by my name. He tells me that I don’t have to live in shame. God I want to keep growing and becoming more like you. I don’t want to look at life as something I just have to get through. I want to love and show others what it means to be kind. No matter what happens, I want to be a light that shines. God help me, be with me today. It’s you oh Lord that I want to obey. I love you Lord, I know you really care. Thank you for hearing all my prayers!

Keep Going!

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Life is filled with ups and downs. Sometimes I feel I’m going to drown. Something inside of me says just keep going. Though it is hard, you are growing. I know what it’s like to be plagued by pain. I know what it’s like to hope for a sunny day. We all are faced with difficult news, how we react and deal with it, we choose. It’s ok that sometimes you are sad. I want to empower you and remind you, you can. You can get back up and face your fears. You can cry and let out tears. Remind yourself of how far you’ve come. Remember it takes time to train and run. Life is a marathon not a sprint. There will be times of pain when all you do is wince. But there are times where you will grin, and when through the trial, celebrate the win. Don’t give up, fight till the end. Keep going, you can do it my friend.

Transition

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In a time of transition so much is changing and there is a lot of logistics and emotions to process. As I work through my own transitional season, I found myself writing this poem. When I read it, it encourages me and gives me hope. I pray it does the same for you.

Lord thank you for loving me where I am. Thank you for being both the lion and the lamb. God you chose to love me before the beginning of time. You speak to me daily and tell me, “You are mine.” Life has been hard and I struggle to understand, why it’s hard to keep going, why it’s hard to stand. 

Life isn’t always easy to talk about. It’s full of pain and often what accompanies is doubt. Why did this happen God; life isn’t fair. The pain is deep inside of me; do people even care? I know that only you can heal the wounds that are so deep. I know that you are with me, when all I can do is weep. 

When I say yes to God I have peace amidst the noise. Following God isn’t always an easy choice. Logically my brain wants to follow the normal path. But I realized following God doesn’t always follow math.” Lord it’s hard to walk by faith when you’re misunderstood. When in my mind I contemplate the would, the could, the should. 

The only way I know how to face my fear. Is to trust God, for I know his voice I hear. People went before me who were mocked and ridiculed. Unfortunately, people can sometimes be cruel. I don’t know how to explain, but his peace it gives me fuel. God is alive and miracles don’t follow human rules. 

I don’t know how to explain what I’m going through right now. I don’t have all the answers; I don’t know how. But I pray for courage and opportunities to arise. I know God knows my pain and that he has heard my cries. 

I pray for courage to walk by faith and not by sight. I know the Holy Spirit will guide me, be my comfort day and night. When I am discouraged I remember all that God has done, and that he loved us all so very much that he sent his only Son. I know God will help me when I make mistakes. Following God’s voice is a risk I choose to take. 

God is my hope; he will not leave, even when I feel alone. My hope is built on Christ the rock; he is my cornerstone.

Hope Through Pain

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What do you do when you are in pain? Do you ever feel like your going insane? For so long I fought to try and hide the pain buried deep inside. I know what it feels like to be depressed, but I also know what it’s like to be blessed. I know what it’s like to be physically hurt, but I also know the pain from words that were curt. I’ve been dealing with pain for so long, that sometimes I wonder what I did wrong. I feel like people care but don’t really understand the pain that I’m in and the struggle it is stand. God you parted water for the Israelites to walk on land. You are the Rock on which I stand. The firm foundation under my feet, you’re the reason I didn’t surrender to Satan in defeat. Help me oh God when I am distraught, you’ve been by my side many battles you’ve fought. Thank you for the poems that you’ve given me, they build my faith when I can’t see. You are my hope, you set people free. Draw near to the wounded heal our identity. Deliver us from the grips of the enemy. To you oh Lord praises I sing, for I know that you love me; you’re a good, good king! God you’re a good, good Father and you love me every day. I remind myself daily that hear me when I pray. I don’t understand why I’ve gone through many trials and why the pain of life just seems to compile, but I know that you care that you cried countless times, when I struggled and I asked why oh why?! Thank you for always hearing me when I pray, you hear me every minute, every hour, every day. I pray that your peace would settle in this place and that I would feel your love and comfort, while you pour out your grace. I need you every minute, every hour, every day. You are with me when the sky is bright and also when it’s grey.