Reflections of Righteousness (poem)

 

I look in the mirror and what do I see?

The answer has always been illusive to me.

I see all my failures and mistakes that I’ve made,

And then I remember the price Jesus paid.

My past He has covered, and though it seems strange

He died on the cross for a wondrous exchange.

My sins He did bare when I had naught to give,

He gave me His righteousness that through Him I’d live.

My struggle to see past the person I’ve been

Is now a fight that I know I can win.

He’s done all the work, this I perceive,

All that is left is for me to believe.

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The Purpose Of Man ~ poem

The purpose of a man is not his own choice,

he can’t find the answer on his own.

First he must listen to the still small voice

and allow his path to be shown.

No one can tell you ”this you must do,

and this is what you shall be”.

That only comes from the Lord above

as He opens your heart to see.

Mistakes will be made, wrong turns taken

and this is a part of the quest,

but if you remains with faith unshaken

you surely will see God’s best.

What is my purpose and why was I made

are questions that were not your own,

For that was a yearning placed deep in your heart

that the depths of Gods love would be known.

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~ Imagine ~ poem

Imagine being born in a world of decay,

Surrounded death and sin,

Imagine discovering your purpose to be

All the worlds souls to win.

Imagine growing up into an awareness

Of the call of God above,

To lay down your life for all of mankind,

All in the name of Love.

Imagine having power to walk on the water

Or power to turn it to wine,

Then imagine you laying your hands on the sick

And restoring sight to the blind.

Imagine seeing people and look past their faces

To the very depths of their heart,

Not seeing them through a fallen worlds eyes

But as Gods own work of art.

Imagine being crucified and numbered with thieves

Even though you’ve committed no wrong,

To pay the price for all of mankind

So they may live an eternity long.

Imagine you conquering death, hell and grave

And ascending to a heavenly throne,

Now every human being that calls on your name

God can call them His own.

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~ This Walk Of Faith ~ poem

This walk of faith is not as easy

As some would like to admit.

The daily struggle to do what is right

And to keep your candle lit.

Although it is hard and sometimes painful

And it feels like you’re all alone.

The efforts you make are never unnoticed

By the One who sits on the throne.

If its strength that you need, wisdom or grace

To help you get through your day,

He’s ready, willing, and able to help

If all you would do is pray.

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JC

~ Snow Day ~ poem

SNOW DAY

Stuck in the house with snow on the ground,

It stormed all night and its still coming down.

The temperature dropped to 20 below,

The pot bellied stove has a nice orange glow.

We sit around waiting for the storm to unwind,

As stir crazy kids drive us out of our mind.

We really weren’t thinking when the cocoa was made,

That caffeine and kids could be trouble in spades.

So next time it snows and we’re all stuck inside

With three little kids with eyes opened wide,

We’ll make better choices about what we serve,

So three little kids are not on my last nerve.

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JC