Hi out there! How are things with you? I’m so glad you stopped by for a read, I don’t know what to do!
I’m in a rhyming mood today. Please bear with me. I was talking to God the other day, and whammo! A poem started forming between my ears! In a four alarm hurry, I jumped up and got myself a piece of paper and a pen! I had a vision of unconditional love! Here’s how it came out.
Dear Lord Jesus, you left your Holy place.
-To visit the Earth and grant me your soul saving grace.
You did not spare any of the love that loving me took,
to have my name written down permanently, into your special Holy book.
When you first contacted me, I was in a really bad way.
I was marked for death, and I had so much of hell to pay.
Back in my younger days, when I thought you didn’t matter.
A vision of you, suffering on a cross, made my stubborn heart ache, sorrow, and shatter.
From a cruel cross you showed how much I matter to God.
I had to fall down on my knees and cry. I was so totally awed!
I’m not worth all the pain you suffered for me after you left your home up above.
-To bother showing a nobody like me the definition of unconditional love.
Readers. Writing poetry ain’t as easy as it looks! Believe you me! Whew! -Especially when you’re typing a poem to fit an event that happened in your life. But in the case of this one, I had a whole lot of good inspirational help.
I know this post is a little off the beaten path from what I’ve been typing atchya these past weeks. But you know how it is. You know. Like when you’re just boppin along, minding your own business, talking something over inside your mind with your eyes closed. -Or even when you’re just walking around thinking about grabbing a pizza. -And then all of a sudden, something you weren’t even thinking of thinking about shows up in your mind’s inbox, and your eyes bug out!
Now take your time. Uh… Anybody out there? Somebody? Any-body! Finally! That was way too close! My thanks goes out to everybody that just said yes! I was worried that I might be the Lone Stranger riding solo on this one.
I’ve got to start keeping something to write with nearby. Seems like, when I least expect it, I could get a pop-up-idea worth remembering or sharing.
Got to go, before somebody realizes I’ve been typing a little past quitting time.
I thank you for reading. The kind of a thank you I would say to someone who just opened a big garage door for me.
Good health, good experiences, and Good God be with you.