My hope chest is filled with recollections of my past;
Full of trinkets, lost loves, and portraits of my semblance.
As I rummage and discard items, their meanings now amiss;
I keep safe the treasures of my life’s pleasant remembrance.
The worn letters and memories fade as the days that pass;
To revisit them in full array of colorful splendor they impart.
That time has brought tarnish, but blessed thoughts to cherish;
This hope chest of my entity that resides within my heart.
Our eyes have yet to behold your dignity, as
our ears have yet to hear what our hearts pronounce.
Our hands have yet to embrace our Savior,
as our thoughts have yet to comprehend your sentience.
This beautiful man we have never seen, not in your countenance,
but in the unrelenting love of, and for God.
This beautiful man who by grace, who adores us all,
forgoing His will to thrive, so as to bring us before the Father.
To give the lifeless inspiration, wounded gracious
rejuvenation, and all human malefactors’ redemption.
That He still grieves and requisitions the lost,
so that all who do not acknowledge Him can still be enthroned.
The most beautiful, fascinating, resplendent greatness
that God brought forth to manifest His adulation.
As we forsake, to foolishly overlook this sacrificial
truth and disregard from whence we became.
That this beautiful man, for all to encompass, can ignite
the illuminations from the darkened windows of our souls.
That our burdens are dismantled from the admiration
of His being, this most beautiful man we have never seen.
Christ
Savior
Christ
Yeshua
The destiny of the human
race was acknowledged by
His love for it. Jesus acquired
death to give us life; God.
Christ
Savior
Christ
Yeshua
Christ
Savior
Christ
Yeshua
L onging to inquest your heart where it’s end has no duration.
O vertly compelled to meld our souls in exquisite collaboration.
V eraciously attentive to the fragility of your amiable breath.
E ndless, I pursue assiduously in life, exceeding death.
I awake to every sunrise in this irrecoverable world and ponder, what has happened?
Then the realization occurs that God’s blueprintis in the final stages of fulfillment.
So, maybe it’s just me, but heaven seems more appealing with each rotation of this lost world.
To never have to rest in heaven will be so much more glorious, than to rest my brow upon a pillow of doubt.
Then again, maybe it’s just me.
I write my online faith poems because it is my way of expressing how I feel and what God has done for me. Everyone has an outlet to get what they want to say across. I have faith in God no matter how hard I fall. It is not the fact that at times I have turned my back on Him…He never turns His back on me.
That is why I share my faith poems with you online to show that I have joyous days, painful days, and many days where I am just lost. I hope that you read and enjoy what I place upon this page and that it can help your faith increase (even just a little bit).
Being online and sharing your faith can be tough at times, but it should never be. We should shout out our faith in Christ to all that can see or hear it and this may be my way of making myself do just that.
I just pray that God will continue to give me the abilities to write my feelings and express them in a way that will not just help myself, but others as well. So please read through my blog of online faith poems and see what I have posted so far. I will continue to post new poetry, thoughts, and stories as I go along.
Hope you walk this path with me.
In Christ,
DG
Online Faith Poems for Christ
Deeper shades of softness in your hair, your eyes
A sweetness buried like a treasure, elusive, traces found
My life filled with hoping, many tries
To unearth the breath, your soul, your inner sound
That my fate balances on the edge of your fingertip
That you hold my head an inch above the waves
That each sorrow, each doubt, drowns with your kiss
The warmth of your sunrise never fades
If you could behold through my eyes, my vision
If you could feel through my skin, so fully
If you could hear through my ears, I listen
If you could taste from my tongue, sensuously
My path, my road is broken without you
My thoughts, my mind, so perplexed
That I feel beauty, sense it’s reality through you
So simple, but I’ve never seen something so complex
You have shown a fool to love, real love, real truth
That is not overcome by forever, by infinity
That any chains that bind I shred apart, I tear through
That I could face the end of the world, any tragedy
That to keep safe the moments, the miracles
That the trials are our strength, not a weakness
Though at times my shell seems terrible
My heart, through you, always finds a peacefulness
The energy of love and it’s defiance to be
understood is what makes it so utterly astounding.
Thoughts from the human mind cause emotions
to intermix, contradict, and repel one
another. They cause pain, fear, confusion,
joy and all the fluctuations in between.
The mind can make you irrational, unrealistic,
and foolish.
It can bring sorrow when there is none,
doubt with no issue, and weakness without
the loss of strength. It can bend and mold
in unhealthy ways, and make misery where
it has no company. The mind is as logical
as it is illogical, bound as it is free,
and ingenuously stupid. The mind is the
most amazing and revolting part of our human
anatomy.
The heart on the other hand, makes you
physically feel true emotions abound,
transcend, and it can mesmerize you.
Does the mind let the heart take over
in matters of love?
Why is it felt in our chest, in the
deepest part of it? It seems as though
the greatest decisions come from the heart,
it seems to fuel the conscious, feed the
soul, and make love outstanding.
To fathom the deepness of the habitual
traits of true love and constantly finding
happiness and sensual bliss with one person
for multitudes of years is astounding.
To walk each path of life together no matter
which way the fork leads and to form a bond
so strong that death could not break it,
reveals that love is unconquerable.
No human love is perfect, if it were it would
cease to exist, but what are these
connections, these ties that bind us to a
person and conforms us to them until our
last word is spent?
No love is simple, but more complex at
times than answers to the universe. It
causes a person to perform the most idiotic
and most amazing performances the world
has ever seen. Love has no boundaries,
no limit, and has endless possibilities.
Love can take and give life without question.
It is by far the most misunderstood, most
necessary, and strangest of all emotions
we know. Love is the brightest light and
the darkest chasm a human must endure.
You would count every star for just a glance.
You would count every blade of grass for
just one touch. You would catch every
raindrop to keep them dry and warm.
That is what true love is. It is so
difficult to contain it. If someone tells
you that you are a fool in love, take that
as a compliment. It may mean they envy
you and are jealous of the feelings you
have discovered. It is a blessing and a
curse. It is a double-edged sword that cuts
you no matter which way you handle it.
Be thankful that you have them and do not
forget that. If you do not have love,
do not fret, it will be at your doorstep
soon enough. Apologize when you are wrong
and do not be selfish when you are right.
You cannot control it. Just hold on for the
ride and see where it takes you.
It truly is the greatest gift bestowed upon
human beings. We constantly take it for
granted and do not always use it for what
it was intended. People tend to give up on
love after their heart has been torn out and
kicked around. They adamantly defy it, do
not want it, but then, someone opens the
locked door and renews their faith in it.
Love is cleverly deceptive, it can be
wonderful and horrible within the span of
one minute. It causes you to let your guard
down making you do, try, and say things you
never would have before. Love costs nothing,
maybe we should snatch up and use as much as
we can while we still draw breath in this life.
(For the Full Version see God.)
It is Sunday morning, she weeps at church.
Not a one realizes the destruction, the hurt.
No need to repress, the wells have dried.
Not one can fathom these tears she’s cried.
They are countless, the seas have overflowed.
She cannot quiver this pain no matter where she goes.
She needs to run, to ascend to the sky.
Even there, she knows, she has no where to hide.
She seeks seclusion, the side of the dark moon.
She feels withering; her flower, it no longer blooms.
She just needs to remember when her world goes bad,
He’s the best brother, father, friend that she’s ever had.
Stephanie is beautiful this time of year,
but she only hears what she wants to hear.
Tell her that she is magnificent and wonderful,
she blesses anyone no matter where she goes.
Seasons go forth, seasons relent, she has seen them all.
New life is coming, but with her everything falls.
The glorious twinkle, God’s precious child.
That through her fallings, we still find Stephanie’s smile.
Poems for Christ 