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When Jesus spoke again to the people he said, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life." JOHN 8:12

FOR IT IS BY GRACE YOU HAVE BEEN SAVED, THROUGH FAITH - AND THIS NOT FROM YOURSELVES, IT IS THE GIFT OF GOD - NOT BY WORKS, SO THAT NO ONE CAN BOAST. FOR WE ARE GOD'S WORKMANSHIP, CREATED IN CHRIST JESUS TO DO GOOD WORKS, WHICH GOD PREPARED IN ADVANCE FOR US TO DO." EPHESIANS 2:8-10

Saturday, August 27, 2005

"The Spirit Tells"

Here is another poem that I wrote that I wanted to share with everyone. I hope you like it.

The Spirit Tells

There are times I think my life's too rough.
I'm bailing out, I've had enough.

My mind goes wild, my heart wants to shout.
Just leave me alone! I've got to get out!

I want to end all of my misery...
But suddenly a chill haunts through me.

I stop and see a blinding light,
Piercing through the dark of night.

It's coming from my heart, you see.
It's the Spirit that's inside of me.

It comes in peace to calm the swells.
I listen to the story the Spirit tells.

It says, "Be aware of your feelings of love."
"They are a gift from up above."

"Be caring, be wise, use your head."
"Now rest your weary body in bed."

"Let the shadows of your past grow dim,"
"and let the spark ignite again."

"See your life for what is true..."
"Only then will serenity overcome you."

"Remember forever the ones you knew."
"The ones who took the time for you."

"Remember the sweet things that they said."
"Let the good thoughts fill your head."

"Feel the warmth from head to toe."
"Now close your eyes before I go."

"I'll place a kiss upon your heart..."
"As a promise to you we will never part."

"I'll be there with you in your soul."
"Rest my child. I now must go."

As I woke up and lifted my head,
There was a sheet of lace covering my bed.

And sewn in stitches of silken gold
Were all the memories that I hold.

And for each of the thoughts that no one knows
Laid a single long stemmed white rose.

A soft tear caressed my face.
A sigh put my heart in place.

The sun slowly warmed the day anew.
I promised my Spirit, "I will never forget You."

Beaming in the warmth of the morn...
My heart had softness... where yesterday's torn.

So love, and live, and remember, and care...
Just treasure all the time we share.

And someday when we meet above...
We will both know it was really love.
... or so the Spirit tells...

By: Suzii Bunting~November 1992

posted by ~Suzii~ at 6:14 PM

1 Comments:

Blogger Shelley L. MacKenzie said...

That's good. I really enjoyed reading it! Hope to read more of your work!

9:46 PM  

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I live each day the best I can. I thank God for every tiny little thing that I have. I would like to write the book that is in my heart to write... or should I say... finish it. God sees us at the core of who we are... and He still loves us anyway. He is the reason and purpose I exist in this world... and He has entrusted me with a family to care for... and with a heart to share with others how much He loves everyone. (This is a note to self... "Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the LORD of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it. Malachi 3:10")

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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. ~1 Corinthians 13~  

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