Spiritual Journeys #2 |
Remember The Sabbath Day |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Remember the Sabbath Day “Remember the Sabbath Day“, He said. “Remember the Sabbath Day” And all of the beasts of the fields and the woods were silently passing the day So he tread with a step as light as he could so as not to intrude or disturb The suede supple pad of a rabbit’s foot or the feathery flutter of bird But suddenly crackle of twigs underfoot, in a silent green forest was heard Then the scampering feet left a man all alone to reflect on the sorrows he felt Although many a year he had lived without God, by a hemlock he quietly knelt And he stammered and stuttered each word that he uttered, as tears wondered over his cheek And he said, “Holy father, this weight that I’m bearing, has greatly exceeded its peak.” And he lifted his head to a vision so wondrous, his voice wasn’t able to speak From out of the mist there appeared an illusion, resembling a chapel he knew The trunks of the maples rose up with their limbs forming arcs under deep of the blue A huge granite rock was the alter of God, the cross was a young sapling pine A carpet of crimson leaves laid at his feet. A chalice, of sweet nectar wine Had dripped from a honeycomb into a hull, and His bread was the fruit of a vine Then he supped of the bread and he sipped of the cup and he said, “Lord, forgive me I pray Not a penny of offering, no dollar of tithe can a poor man imagine to pay. The only remaining possession I have is this heart that is weary and worn. So I offer it now to Jesus, my Lord, though it is quite tattered and torn.” And the beasts of the woods were no longer in fear, of a spirit so gentle and warm A poor man had entered the forest that day, a rich man walked out from the trees And he thought to himself, I could never recount such a story no one would believe Then he stopped and he turned at the edge of the woods, his trousers still soiled with sod And the eyes of the forest were watching his steps, retracing the ones he had plod “Remember, remember the Sabbath, my friend, and come back to the chapel of God” The breeze was the voice, and the creatures the eyes That led this frail man on his way. “Remember the Sabbath“, they whispered to him “Remember the Sabbath Day” Elizabeth Santos October 11, 2003 |
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SharaRose Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2501Somewhere out there~ |
Wow..so beautiful this is!!!!! Thank you so much for sharing this!!! Love, Terri~ |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Elizabeth: Your poetry is always a treat to read and experience! so glad to get to read this tonight. It's wonderful! Betty Lou Hebert |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggssssssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, this made me cry because this is kind of how I got started being acquainted with His grace and turning with Him; I almost ended my life in despair but before jumping off a precipice, I felt the fear rushing through my veins and I truly fet that was Himn making me reconsider and knowing there was aforce bigger than my body, I have been with Him ever since! (sigh) This is marvelous, sweet friend, I'm keeping this in my library, yay, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Elizabeth, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Well I asked for a poem and presto! I can't ask for anything better than this, as this is just as good as it gets. Oh Liz, I am so happy you are posting in here, we can use a new face every now and then, even if it is an original member Big old PA hugs m'friend! Absolutely beautiful as usual, and I would never expect less than perfection. Try to make time to listen to |
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whispering wind Junior Member
since 2003-08-18
Posts 45 |
Wow!! This is amazing work and is going straight into my library. |
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Musicmaker1969
since 2000-06-25
Posts 589Peterborough, Ontario Canada |
What a lovely way to share a story. Thank you and may God bless you. Jesus lives in my heart! |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
A wonderful story, told masterfully by a great poet. It is a inspired reading. Love, Joyce |
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