Longing for a spiritual awakening
Listening for the voice of God
A still, silence surrounds me
As I contemplate the places where my feet have trod
How did I get to this particular space and time?
The choices I made…were they all on my own?
Yes, but He has steered this vessel with tender mercy and grace
Pointing me always in the direction of home
For my heart is tied to The Father
My soul anchored to the words that He said
Though I didn’t touch the nail-scarred holes in His hands
I believe every single word that I’ve read
From His Holy Book…
The disciples’ account
Of the life that He lived here on earth
I believe Jesus is the Son of God
I believe in the virgin birth
A story so simple, yet amazingly profound
Our God sent us a blue-print in His Son
With answers to questions, when we seek His face
The Narrow Gate points solely to The One
Who laid down His life for the sins of the world
Raising it up again in three days
Providing a bridge to close the gap from man to God
His blood atonement for all sin deserves great praise!
I pray His love becomes the impulse of my life
Let me be the “poiema” of God
Studying, contemplating, reading His word
Let my feet walk only where His have trod
For I am God’s masterpiece, I am His poem
His amazing, majestic work of art
I am beautiful, I am valuable, a one-of-a-kind expression
Of the inner being of The Creator’s Heart