| Spiritual Poetry
posted July 7, 2015
The Lord sets me straight on what He created me to be.
Not What I Created You to be.
Lord, I saw the other day, an artist bold and grand
who took a simple brush, held it in his hand,
with it he created a painting that took my breath away
why can't I be an artist and charm the world this way?
Lord, I listened to an orchestra playing tunes to honor you
they caught me up, spun my heart and did it all in tune,
the beauty of this celestial joy my heart could not contain
Why can't I be one such as they, and sing your sweet refrain?
Lord, I watched a man build a house as I know I never could
with boards, nails, and wonder, he made masterpiece of wood.
His strong rough hands deftly moved in and out that day
why can't I be a carpenter, make houses just that way?
"My child," the Lord said to me as I knelt upon my knees
These things are important, but not what I created you to be.
I made your smile to brighten a young child's heart each day
and to lift him up when he is down and send him out to play.
My child, I made you to grow plants in the garden outside your house
and to gather up the treasures produced within their boughs.
I created you to write stories and poems that reflect my heart
don't worry over what you're not, because I made you who you are.
Poem of the Month contest entry
Special thanks to the artwork, "Mary Did You Know?" by Linda Bickston. Thank you for the awesome artwork!
and 2 member cents.
Just a simple reflection of God's purpose in my life as I seek to be something that I am not, rather than enjoying what I am.
Artwork by Linda Bickston at FanArtReview.com
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