I’ve been asleep for too long, in a dream
Dreaming of what it all means
Thought I knew but it was a haze
Wasn’t living, I was stumbling in a daze
Anger and hate taking over me
I craved the dying flesh, like a zombie
Desires misplaced, chased only sin
And it was eating me alive from within
My heart, like the night of the living dead
I need Someone to breathe life into me again
God, put life-giving flesh on these cadaverous bones
Bring the dawn of a new day and lead me home
Give me new life, only You are able
I’m done chasing fantasy and fable
Cleanse me of the darkness inside
And fill me with Your Light
I’m done running after rotting meat
I want to follow the One on the Mercy seat
Forgive me for listening to my deceived heart
Please God, give me a fresh new start
No more fearing my last breath
Jesus had won the war
Victory no longer belongs to death
Forevermore I can live in Him
Prodigal knocked on His door
And He graciously let me in
Even after this body passes me by
His loving sacrifice
Ensures that I will never die
Eternal life is now mine
He paid the price
And my life is Thine
No more fear of tomorrow
For I will live for Jesus today
And behind Him, I always follow
Into eternity, where there is…
No more sickness, no more pain
No more tears to be wiped away
Like windshield wipers in the rain
No more will sin leave stains
In the pure snow white
Fleshly desires will not remain
No more grief, no more sorrow
All sadness had taken flight
All Earthly things, a passing shadow
Your sun shall no more go down; neither shall your moon withdraw itself: for the LORD shall be your everlasting light, and the days of your mourning shall be ended. Isaiah 60:20
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. Psalm 144:4
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4
Special thanks to Pete from God’s Maintenance Man for inspiring this poem (click the link to visit the post). In a post, he said:
Imagine if things were on earth as they are in heaven! No more sickness, no more pain, no tears, no death, and no sorrow.
So I dared to imagine. 🙂 (Also, be sure to visit his other blog, The Psalmist, where he posts his psalms and poetry. 😉)
During times of struggle, I go to the secret place
Yes, I flee from the world out there
I fall to my knees in prayer
While I’m troubled, I dwell in the sacred space
As the pride of lions
Circle, ready to devour the flock
He will set me on His rock
He will hide me in His pavilion
He answered in the secret place of thunder
I dwell in the shadow of the Almighty
I fall before His throne on my knees
In awe and childlike wonder
You hide my prayers in Your presence, the secret place
You put my tears into Your bottle
And seal them in the sacred space
They are written in Your book
You keep them to Yourself, where they are safe
I bow myself before You, my Lord –
Almighty Lord, You are my Holy hiding place!
O God, You are more awesome than Your holy places. The God of Israel is He who gives strength and power to His people. Psa 68:35
You number my wanderings; Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book? Psalm 56:8
For in the time of trouble He shall hide me in His pavilion; In the secret place of His tabernacle He shall hide me; He shall set me high upon a rock. Psalm 27:5
You called in trouble, and I delivered you; I answered you in the secret place of thunder; I tested you at the waters of Meribah. SELAH Psalm 81:7
You shall hide them in the secret place of Your presence From the plots of man; You shall keep them secretly in a pavilion From the strife of tongues. Psalm 31:20
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1
“But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly. Matthew 6:6
I was also inspired by this song. ❤
I’d also like to thank Ruth for helping me with edits to this. ❤
I hope to get back into blogging; lately, I haven’t slept well and it’s affecting my concentration, meaning it’s harder to write. 😅 Also been spending many hours gardening. 😀 I hope to catch up with you all soon! 🙂
They have put a thorn of crowns on His brow
Crimson drops roll down His cheeks
And under the purple robe
His back bleeds
Lift up the thorns, still dripping clots of gore
They scourge Him creating a river of red
That splashed upon the floor
Without remission, His blood shed.
Flung to the hard ground
To wood, hands and feet nailed –
He made not a whimpering sound
Nor did He flinch or flail.
They pierced His side
Running forth blood and water
On that cross, He died
And this pleased the Father.
The spotless Ram,
Perfect sacrifice
The blood of the Lamb,
Lord Jesus Christ!
Mark his brow-they have put about it a crown of thorns, and the crimson drops of gore are rushing down his cheeks! . . . But turn aside that purple robe for a moment. His back is bleeding. ..They lift up the thongs, still dripping clots of gore; they scourge and tear his flesh, and make a river of blood to run down his shoulders! This is the shedding of blood without which there is no remission…They fling him to the ground; they nail his hands and feet to the transverse wood, they hoist it in the air…Blood from his head, blood from his hands, blood from his feet. They pierce his side, and forthwith runneth out blood and water. — Charles Spurgeon
Usually, Bible verses inspire me to write, or nature. But this quote… I couldn’t help it, I had to write about it. 🙂
My emotions
Like a wild beast
A tiger crouching
Ready to pounce
And tear at my insides
As if my heart were its prey
My emotions
Can’t be tamed
For every time I reach
They bite like ravenous wolves
Making me bleed tears
That fall down my cheeks
My Helper comes
Extends His arm forward
I cringe as I expect
Frustration
Bitterness
Sadness
Anger
Pain
To attack Him
But He looks at me
“Will you let Me in the gate?”
“Yes Lord.”
I open the gate
He goes into the wild
He pets them and calms them
Patience
Restoration
Joy
Love
Empathy
Tamed at last
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law. (Galatians 5:22-23)
Hello, and happy Monday! 🙂 The first two photos are two cats I had years ago, Simba and Sonny. I feel like I need to apologize to Jackie for using this photo again, but it captures the untamed feeling I was going for. 😅 I know this is a little different than the poems I usually post but I wanted to try something different and raw. I hope you enjoyed and have a great day! ❤
I thought I knew You
But knew another instead
Junk food for the soul
Not nutritiously fed
Eating.
My spirit grew fat on the sugar
And my health deteriorated
On the outside I looked healthy
But inside the lies saturated
Dying.
Then I was fed with Truth
Junk food tasted sweet
But I didn’t want to die –
I drank the milk and moved to meat
Fighting.
I felt as if I weren’t on solid ground
But were standing on sinking sand.
Like the floor was not sound
And I had no helping hand.
ASKING.
What is truth
And what is lies
Who is the Rock?
Oh hear my cries!
Praying.
I trusted no one, feeling like
I went from a dream to awake.
Is this You or is that You?
Which is real? What is fake?
SEEKING.
You will reveal Yourself
To those who seek
That was a promise
To the humble and meek.
KNOCKING.
I looked through the pages
And read the words
Ate the book, found You
The milk did not turn to curds
Worshipping.
Your words are not sour
You truly bring life to my spirit
Your words are sweet to taste
And keep me from the pit
Singing.
I praise You for bringing
Your light into me
And saving my soul
And shining through me
Living.
I will follow You
Death cannot find me
Perhaps I’ll sleep for a time
But You will raise me
Everlasting.
I feel like I need to apologize to mom… using her delicious sundaes and Oreo cake as an example of unhealthy foods. 😅 They sure were good though! And that’s also mom’s ground turkey stew and seasoned chicken and veggies.
Good stuff. And she made enough for an army. I ate it for lunch and dinner every day for days and I’m not complaining. It was a delight. 😋
What is sin?
Ignorance is not bliss
I didn’t question –
Temptation kissed
I took his hand,
Not knowing what pain
Would lie ahead
But God saw the stains.
What was a crime?
Sin gently fogged my vision
Smeared them with grime
Clouded my lens…
My glasses once clear
Were no longer.
Sin grinned and sneered
Oh, I wished I’d been stronger!
Blinded by guilt –
I was too far gone, I knew
But His blood has been spilt!
He paid the price, this was true!
Oh my Lord, what have I done?
I fall to my knees and look above –
May I let go of what He hates,
And embrace what He loves!
No condemnation in Jesus –
I repented and from sin, turned away.
There is no guilt in His grace,
Forgiveness is here to stay!
It wasn’t too late for me –
He pulled me from the grave.
Death where is your victory?
Oh, Jesus is mighty to save!
This is part two of a series, with last week’s I Let Them In being the first part. And this will have a part three! Who knew? I didn’t. XD I intended for next week’s post to stand alone, but this poem and last weeks came to me. Praise Jesus. 🙂 See you soon! ❤
For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. 2 Corinthians 4:6
Hello, my name is Jennifer Robinson. I am a coach’s wife, mother of two, writer and wannabe chef and designer. Join me to discover how to live simply, humbly, and joyfully
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