Sunday, November 7, 2021
Christian Poetry: Look Up
Thursday, October 21, 2021
Christian Poem By Helen Mallicoat
A
friend shared this poem with me to help me through difficult times in
my life. It is so beautiful and touching that I read it often. It
soothes my soul and spirit. It's as if God is telling me, Don't look backwards. Don't look forwards. Live in today. Be at peace. I am always here, today.
I AM
I was regretting the past
And fearing the future.
Suddenly my Lord was speaking:
“My name is I Am.” He paused.
I waited. He continued,
When you live in the past
With its mistakes and regrets,
It is hard. I am not there,
My name is not I WAS”.
When you live in the future
With its problems and fears,
It is hard. I am not there.
My name is not I WILL BE.
When you live in this moment,
It is not hard. I am here.
My name is I AM.
May you be comforted by Helen's words that God is always present with you.
Helen Mallicoat was born to Dora and Walter White on Sept. 4, 1913 in a log cabin on a farm near Arenzville, Ill. She passed away at 91 years old on Tuesday, Dec. 14. Helen was an avid writer and many of her writings have been compiled into books. Hallmark published Listen for the Lord in 1980. The most widely read of all her writings is the poem I Am, which was published in 1982 on a poster by Argus Communications. Almost weekly she heard of it being meaningful to someone.
Sunday, October 3, 2021
Poetry About Our Father From David C Brown
I am sharing 3 poems by David C Brown about Our Heavenly Father. The poetry of this long-term Christian writer has such a calming, restful quality. It's as though he's encouraging us to live quietly and peacefully in our relationship with God. I never fail to feel restored and quietened when I read his verse.
THE FATHER OF SPIRITS
If we will live, we must be subject to
The Father as the One who has the Name
Father of spirits; He will bear us through
His chastening. We gladly own His claim
Upon us since it from Him we came;
He rules our spirits in a way to suit
Our needs, and to secure from us His fruit.
(Hebrews 12: 9)
What a beautiful and insightful way to describe God's purging of the branches. The last line, "He rules our spirits in a way to suit Our needs, and to secure from us His fruit," gives me chills because of its depth of meaning.
This is because I think about how we suffer through God's purging and we judge it as being for his unknown purposes. David's light on this Godly process advocates that we can only realize the fulfillment of our own dreams, needs and personal prayers through it. Even the securing of his fruit from us (and what a great twist of words David wrote in that phrase) blesses us because we are the better for God's clipping and pruning process.
Here are 2 more poems that David has written about the glory and loving kindnesses of The Father.
THE FATHER OF LIGHTS
When first the light broke through the primal darkness
It gave this earth hope it would live anew,
Although exposing chaos in its starkness.
Then great and small lights graced the settings due
To them, while looking to the Light that's true;
Father of lights, since then each light that's burning
Comes from One with no shadow and no turning.
(James 1: 17)
THE FATHER OF COMPASSIONS
Satan, the flesh, and sin, in their own fashions
Have clashed against me to disturb my soul;
But I turn to the Father of compassions,
The God of all encouragements, and roll
My burden on the One who will console;
In spite of ills my foes seek to impart
The Father of compassions binds my heart.
(2 Cor 1: 3)
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David works in the environment industry and lives in Scotland. His interests are Jesus Christ, Christianity, the Bible, poetry, the environment and sustainable development. Some of his favorite books are the Bible, The Sufferings of Christ and George Herbert.
His poetry blog is Grace Notes.
You can find his books at Lulu.
Sunday, August 22, 2021
Poetry: Light In Madness
Oh dear Lord.
You are a comfort in a world gone mad.
How can I exist here and not
Be touched by such distressing stuff?
Though it grapples and clutches at me
To drag me down to depths of
Depression and despair of hope,
I climb back up.
I eat and drink your Word daily
In a world gone mad.
© SJHolland
Your word is a lamp unto me feet and a light unto my path. Psalm 119:105
Sunday, May 30, 2021
Poetry: God And Son As One
How hard it must have been
For you to know, Lord,
That you are the Light of the World,
And to walk among hatred and blindness.
How hard it must have been
For you to live under
Being harassed and hated,
And to walk among
That determination to murder.
But you were determined
To enforce God's will.
Your Father, who gave you up
To a vicious world of dark haters,
Lived the horrific sacrifice through
And with you.
~ Sandi Holland ~
Sunday, May 2, 2021
Choose Joy
I choose to laugh in the midst of trouble.
In the midst of sorrow, I choose joy.
All things will always work together to
strengthen me and bless my life.
My Heavenly Father has promised it.
I can trust in what He says.
He is the One True God!
© SJHolland
Romans 8:28
Sunday, April 25, 2021
Due Time: Christian Poetry
Just like this man who has gotten this kite to fly, we can also get it right with God's help. |
©Leo
Leo is a poet who has shared some of his poems at WritersCafe.org. He says that this poem is about things and time. He lives in Florida, and says about himself, "I am one that just loves to write."
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Christian Poetry About God As A Deliverer
The Dear Deliverer Poem About God As Helper |
The Dear Deliverer
Oh God, did you set up my deliverance
Decades ago?
Oh Father, did you set the stars to turn
In my favor?
You always come through,
No matter what the challenge
Or fear.
You help and deliver,
Free and clear.
To my heart and my soul,
You are dear.
©2018 SJHolland
Thursday, May 10, 2018
Monday, May 7, 2018
A Well-Watered Garden Is Yours
as you open to God's way,
and believe his promises.
Sunday, April 22, 2018
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Submit Your Christian Poetry To Be Read At A Podcast
J. Todd Underhill is back reading Christian poetry at his SoundCloud podcast Poems of Prayer and Praise. To have your Holy verse considered for reading send it to him at poemsofprayerandpraise@gmail.com
He really has a great voice that he terms euphonious. You won't be disappointed. You'll love hearing him intone your verse and the verse of others as we worship and praise our Lord Jesus Christ and God The Father.
If you are reading this from a feed or email alert, you probably can't see the podcast video player above. To listen to J. Todd's latest poetry reading, click and follow this post to Draw Nigh To Hope. You'll find the SoundCloud player in the post, where you can click the play button and listen.
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Poetry: The Paths You Give Me
Saturday, December 2, 2017
Poetry: He Will Turn It Into Good
He Will Turn It Into Good
I heard a man on TV today,
Who spoke about suffering and trials to allay,
The feeling that struggles are really for nothing,
The often unfairness and our life's contorting.
He said if we could not determine a cause,
That we can be certain and give this applause,
That we will come out of it richer inside,
The strength that we get will show on the outside.
Some trials are too heavy, some burdens beyond,
What we think is fair, way too much put upon.
But, there is not anything God cannot use,
To make our lives better, to help us improve.
That does not support that our pain is ordained,
That God must make sorrow for blessings to rain.
He does not need trouble and horror and woe.
He needs not the evil from that pit below.
We live in a world that is set on a course.
The fault is not ours so we feel no remorse.
We know we can't change Satan's evil world reign.
The Blood of Our Savior we use as a bane.
Don't think about quitting or turning on God.
To God be the glory and give him a nod.
He will make it right, this old world has to go,
And all of the pain and the suffering and woe.
So what can't be changed will be taken for you,
And made as a blessing, to help others too.
Just keep holding on and don't dare you forget,
That you will come out of it richer and blessed.
Monday, November 6, 2017
Poems Of Prayer & Praise Call For Christian Poetry
Submit your Christian poetry for reading by writer J. Todd Underhill at the SoundCloud podcast Poems of Prayer and Praise: poemsofprayerandpraise@gmail.com
Listen sometimes as he shares verse written by various writers, as well as his own poetry. You won't be disappointed, because he has a wonderful reading voice. He reads Christian poetry every Sunday morning and shares a scripture and statements of faith.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
POETRY: A Great Day Of Faith
It started with God, and coffee, and me.
Oh, what a day it was slated to be.
So full of faith, abounding with hope.
No reason to wonder, worry or mope.
Fear was the first to be tackled down.
No more fear would be coming 'round.
Worry was next, a quick exit to make.
Hopelessness exited in its wake.
Waiting to fill up my spirit with love,
All for the sake of sweet Jesus above,
God's Holy Spirit gave comfort to me.
Oh, what a day it was slated to be!
~ SJ Holland ~
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Sunday, October 11, 2015
Enjoy Each Blessing Fully
Have you ever thought to yourself that if a certain blessing had just come back at the time when you really needed it, it would have been better? Do you sometimes choose to put the use of a blessing on hold until what you feel would be a better time to enjoy it? Ever tried to wait and collect the blessings that you feel go together, before you take pleasure in and use them?
Well, lately I've thought like that, and even often before lately. It seems that many things in my life did not happen when I wanted them to. When I feel that I really wanted and needed some things, the acquiring of them alluded me. They say that God may not come when you want him to, but he's always right on time. I have to say that my years of experience with him has proven that, despite what I may feel at times of sadness and distress.
Though I can't say that I've gotten all that I've wanted, yet, or that all has happened when I most needed it to, God has greatly blessed me in many ways. Those blessings came exactly when they should have, because God makes no mistakes and his plans are always perfect. This is what the Word, the Holy Bible, tells us, and this is what I choose to believe.
So I was standing at the coffeepot, thinking about something or another that I was considering putting on hold, or feeling that I had to wait for something else before I could enjoy it. Then I thought "No! God's blessings don't come to be saved. They don't appear to be stored up. They don't happen to be banked. They happen to be utilized and enjoyed as they manifest." God is not in the storage business. He's in the immediate-use business, the acquire-it-as-you-need-it business, the demand-and-supply business. My new poem then sprang to mind. Allow it to inspire you to live fully each day, draining out each blessing as God sends them your way.
It seems to me that rarely
Do they come along on time.
We want to get one blessing
So another can align.
It seems that life is often
Just a waiting game you see.
We wait for this to happen,
Then we feel that we can be.
But rarely does it happen
That our blessings fall in line,
With what we want to happen
In our fairly finite minds.
For God is of the infinite,
The infinite is Him.
And though we may think otherwise
His plans are not a whim.
His plans are not haphazardly
Patched up to make our lives.
The blessings when they happen
Are on time and God-devised.
Don't try to re-arrange them,
Choosing pleasure in just some.
Enjoy each separate blessing
To the fullest, as they come.
~ SJ Holland ~