Prayers for the slowly growing closer #7 and #8

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jellybeans
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since 2000-10-13

Posts 2298

0 posted 2003-06-27 12:34 PM

Broken Laces

The dark one with adept ease took
hold of a human tongue and used it
to heap self righteous derision
on her otherwise empty plate.

Her only viable defense, closure.
She was safely unreachable-
tied uptightly.

There were words in plentiful measure
but no one to hang them on;
her lips were locked.
Blame sifted silently into place.

Tongue tied, he was left to puzzle
over the quiet space
that lifelessly lingered.

With a pointed finger
he painfully probed but could
not penetrate
her practiced lacing.

For years she kept her emptiness
deftly hidden, vowing that she would not
let it be poked or prodded
out into the open
ever again.

Concealed against enlightenment
obscurity increased greatly in measure,
until when nearly sightless
she learned of a Savior with Love
enough to die for her.

He reached to her with open arms.
To reach back, she must come out
of her hiding place.
Her untouchable knots became his
untied filaments.

Lord take away
the need for tightly tied laces-
throughout my inner fastenings
weave your loving grace.
Put me back together,
as You would have me.

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*

Under construction

The highway and I, we are under construction;
every day the Lord and I travel back
and fourth over the four lanes.
I thank Him for the time between here and there
that we have to share.

My folly has placed a mountain in my path
and to me the removal of such is a massive task.
But by faith I am given the use of a vehicle with authority
so well thought out that that alone I cannot shift the gears
and give it gas.

Fortunately for me I also am not required to guide it.
Your hands are on the wheel and given
that you know the finished product must make
make the steering easier.

You know which valleys need filling and
through which we must traverse.
And much more than I, you know
what I am not yet ready to overcome and how
to build an overpass.

Pave me with patience Lord, for the times when
you change the light to red;
let me need not evidence that you are smoothing
the rough spots in the way ahead.

And when tears roll down let me not
set off too fast and furious, lest I be judged
by my own hasty proceedings.

I know not the blueprint, but I am confident
that you, the Creator do.
Each time we progress another bit of the finished
product is revealed,

but unlike the roadway that has a estimated date of
completion, Lord, I pray you never stop
reconstructing me.

Musicmaker1969

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since 2000-06-25

Posts 589
Peterborough, Ontario Canada

1 posted 2003-06-27 06:45 PM

In regards to your first poem - WOW!! So well expressed and I can fully relate to it. I have yet to read the second one. I was so taken with the first one that I had to respond.

Jesus lives in my heart!
Sheri Liegh Welna
(formerly Sheri Liegh Adams)
[email protected]

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

2 posted 2003-06-29 04:54 PM

(sigh) This is wonderful, sweet friend, I really enjoy this series of yours as it truly motivates so many with your honest messages! (big hugggsssssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story

***Shakira***

LoveBug

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since 2000-01-08

Posts 4697

3 posted 2003-07-01 12:47 PM

Wonderful words about a Saviour who reaches out to us in the depth of our darkness, and who guides us among the confusion of our lives.

Oh, make me Thine forever
And should I fainting be
Lord, let me never ever
Outlive my love for Thee

Poet4Christ
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since 2003-02-19

Posts 211
Oklahoma City

4 posted 2003-07-01 01:24 PM

jellybeans - I really enjoyed both poems, but the first was a true blessing. I am going through these battles myself, learning to unravel myself so that God can reshape me. I have found as a Christian, it is the hardest thing to do. Great work.

He that trusteth in his own heart is a fool: but whoso walketh wisely, he shall be delivered. Proverbs 28:26

jellybeans
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since 2000-10-13

Posts 2298

5 posted 2006-07-05 02:44 PM

thank you

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