Spiritual Poems

You Are There

Thank you.

That you are there.

Always.

Outside and Inside.

 

The wind blows

Swooshing and swaying

This way and that.

Then I see,

You are everywhere.

 

A tree forms.

Sprouting and blooming

Spreading its roots.

Then I see,

You are growing me.

 

A bird flies.

Swooping and soaring

Traveling on.

Then I see,

You free me.

 

The rain falls.

Trickling and tapping

Bathing the earth.

Then I see,

You wash me.

 

A path forms

Worn and weaving,

Moving forward.

Then I see,

You lead me.

 

The shade settles.

Calling and cradling

Giving rest.

Then I see,

You comfort me.

 

The sun rises. 

Waking from sleep

Giving life.

Then I see,

You’ve raised me.

 

My voice calls

Floating and echoing

In open spaces.

Then I see,

You answer me.

 

A song begins

Nudging and urging

For others to join.

Then I see,

You befriend me.

 

A mom walks

Caressing and toting

Her child behind.

Then I see,

You carry me.

 

My heart beats

Drumming and soothing

A steady voice.

Then I see,

You dwell in me.

 

Thank you.

That you are there.

Always.

Outside and inside.

 

 

 

A Story of Rescue

If sin is a lion, then I am his prey.

Concealed amidst tall blades of grass

Watching…waiting… he studies me.

 

He leads me toward the paths unknown,

Filled with pits and snares and briers.

But all the harm I cannot see.

 

For he places in my path a call

Wooing with his charm and pleasure

My flesh deceived and wants to be.

 

So follow I will and dying I am.

My heart screaming to run.

But gone so far, where will I flee?      

 

If love is a shepherd, then I am his sheep.

And though my heart and will are hard

He seeks me in the dark and lonely.

 

This pit I’m in so vast so deep

Has no escape, no way, no hope

Until my shepherd reaches down for me.

 

But how can I accept this love,

With my head hung low in shame

How can I be set free?

 

I recoil except for one brief glance

Oh, but that is all I need!

To gaze on my Savior, light I now see.

 

My heart is crying, softening within

As I cling to His mighty arms,

pulling me up, He delivers me.

 

And then this Shepherd with love, new life

Found in shining robes of white,

He kneels to cover me.

 

Oh, beast of sin you prowl and wait

To tempt and lead away.

But, these robes are now my victory.  

 

Now, and always, my Savior I see.

Now, and always… I am free.

My Daddy

“Daddy I fell. Can you help me up?”

And my knees were scraped. And the tears did fall.

So, he came quickly running to lift me up

And I knew he’d be there to answer my call

He bandaged my scrapes and wiped my tears

And that daddy-sized hug took all of my fears.

 

“Daddy I dream of a really cool bike.”

So, I drew him a picture. He hung it with care.

He set out for the store to find what I like

And the best part about it was the time we did share.

For hours behind me he ran holding tight.

And only let go when I had it just right.

 

“Daddy I’d like a colorful cake.”

And he led in a song. And the candles burned bright.

And just as I thought of what wish to make

I started to blow with all of my might.

And behind me he helped me to blow, joyfully

And he cut the very best piece just for me.

 

“Daddy I’m cold. Can you turn up the heat?”

And I shivered and shook. And I whined and I cried.

He brought me a mug with a hot chocolate treat

And a cuddly bear he placed at my side.

A blanket was next as he tucked me in tight

Right next to the fire by the warm, glowing light.

 

Your daddy in Heaven – He knows every need

He answers each call whether happy or sad.

He lays down a path where he does lead

And knows how to fix it when things are bad.

And when you ask for bright blue skies

A beautiful rainbow is what He provides.

 

Your daddy in Heaven is your very best Friend.

To pain, He gives you purpose and peace.

Your broken heart he gently will mend

He’ll heal and help with the words that He speaks.

He never gets tired of hearing your call

And picks you up whenever you fall.

 

He offers even more than you ask or imagine.

Just look around and see all His glory.

By giving or taking He makes you more like Him.

Each gift that He gives is your unfolding story.

And sometimes it seems that life is a test

But all that He gives you is only the best.