Promise

My heart is empty
As I wait for you.
Yet strangely full,
As only He can do.
I lie awake upon my bed,
Promises of you
Running through my head.
How & where I do not know,
Yet peaceful am I
Until you show.
How strange it is,
To long so much,
Waiting patiently to feel your touch.
And also to be so satisfied
Because I am already
Another's bride.

1/28/2010

Creation's Song

Nothing & no one is greater,
Than you, my awesome Creator;
I can see your love written on the skies,
A private language between you and I.
Your grace made known in the flight of birds,
Passion conveyed in your eloquent words;
I feel your power as waves crash on the shore,
Your creation displays it is me you adore.
You hang the moon & number the stars,
The soothing rains heal my scars;
As autumn leaves change their shades,
My heart rejoices in the sun's warm rays.
When the trees cry out in joy & wonder,
Bow before my God who speaks with thunder,
I know I will never be the same
As all of creation shouts your name.

2/15/2012

(Untitled)

When you are near,
All must bow before you
In awe & honor & delight.
Your Kingdom opens up
And Heaven melds with our earth.
In these moments,
All things are possible;
Sicknesses healed,
Pains disappear,
Eyes & ears opened,
Death overcome.
Your power is greater
Than any other;
Your incredible acts
Of pure love & grace
Bless those who ask.
And Freedom comes,
When Heaven meets earth.

10/16/2011

Guest Post

I was "chatting" with my brother via facebook last night, and he mentioned my niece Caroline had written a prayer earlier that day. She regularly goes to be alone & write, including having written her "autobiography" and a summary of the Easter story that are incredible for someone who is only 7 years old. This one also bears sharing, as it is both childlike & mature, innocent & deep, and echoes what is within the hearts of many, myself included.


Caroline's prayer (verbatim, with her own spelling errors ;)):

"Lord, out of all You gave me, I love my family best. I try to always put You first on my list of best things. We shouldn't make anything more importent, for Your and Your Son are best. I love You more then any fun thing that I like to do. May You let me be a saint, for that is one of the most holy things that I want to be. Please help me Lord to follow You always. Amen."

2/5/2012, Caroline J. Clark, 7 years old 
 

Still

You are still holy,
Even when I am not;
When I am angry,
Down & out,
When I want to just give up.
You are still loving
When my heart is so ugly,
And there is no good reason
To let me into yours.
You are still powerful,
Even when I try to take over,
Unyielding,
And make my own way 
Through this world.
You are still Everything,
When I try to replace you,
Forget you, or leave you out.
For you are perfect and true,
And I need you, still.

12/15/2009

My Pain

My pain is deep,
Threatens to overtake me,
Body & soul.
The anguish I feel
Courses through my every vein;
It is a part of who I am.
I cry out in the night,
The tears flow unabated.
My body racked with sorrow
Sadness & longing,
My mind overwhelemed
And my thoughts garbled.
I run, looking for hope renewed
And words of comfort.
My tears released,
I sleep;
Only to awaken,
Another day ahead
Filled with the pain,
My constant companion.

7/23/2009

Satisfied

You are not merely enough
To satisfy me,
But beyond what I need
Or what I want.
You are, in fact,
Too much for me to handle;
You overflow within my heart,
Filling me with everything
I could ever want or ever need.
So, all I can do is drink you in,
Allow you to fill every crevice
And every empty space.
Then when I am completely satisfied,
And too full to bear, 
I will ask for more and drink in
Your life, your love, your power
Until I can stand it no more.
Then I am & forever will be
Completely & utterly satisfied.

9/7/2011