Poetry

These Are The Hands

These Are The Hands
These are the Hands By Rebekah Nelams Alone again, unsupervised She’s the one that they despise Not with outward, blatant hate They’re weaving her a hopeless fate She opens the door, steps out in the sun A brand new life has just begun Her eyes look out What does she see? Endless possibilitites Extended arms, frail and small One day she’ll stand up proud and tall But for now she reaches high Tiny fingers touch the sky Reaching... 

Defend the Fatherless

Defend the Fatherless
Defend the Fatherless By Rebekah Nelams I’m sorry but it’s time to go And leave all that you have ever known If only you understood That this is all for your own good Fingers reaching out with tears you’re all I’ve had for all these years Please don’t let them take me away Bitter end to a scary day And who are these, who smile at me? I want to go home! Why can’t you see? But where is home? What does that mean? And... 

Answered Prayer

Answered Prayer
Answered Prayer By Rebekah Nelams New surroundings, strange voices, new faces She’s been to too many different places. But now she’s here, with her long brown hair. Standing before me Answered prayer. Eyes as blue as a transparent sea, She wants to, but she’s afraid to trust me. Come here child. Let me hug away your cares. You’re safe now. You’ll stay awhile. My answered prayer. What is “normal?”, her... 

When I Say I Am Christian

When I Say I Am Christian
When I say …”I am a Christian,” I’m not shouting “I am saved” I’m whispering “I was lost!” That is why I chose this way.” When I say…”I am a Christian,” I don’t speak of this with pride. I’m confessing that I stumble and need someone to be my guide. When I say…”I am a Christian,” I’m not trying to be strong. I’m professing that I’m... 

If Jesus Came To Your House

If Jesus Came To Your House
If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two If He came unexpectedly,I wonder what you’d do Oh, I know you’d give your nicest Room to such an honored Guest And all the food you’d serve to Him would be the very best, And you’d keep assuring Him you’re glad to have Him there- That serving Him in your home is joy beyond compare But when you saw Him coming would you meet Him at the door With arms outstretched in welcome... 

I Am Just an Instrument

I Am Just an Instrument
I Am Just an Instrument I am just an instrument That His Great Will commands Each thing I appear to do Is guided by His Hands Even as I write this He makes my pen to speak When I think about His Home It makes my mind go weak We cannot see His purpose As we live life day to day But when we need to seek His Help We simply have to pray Dear God, let me live my life As fully as I can Let me help contribute to The Brotherhood of Man ... 

God’s Boxes

God’s Boxes
God’s Boxes Author Unknown I have in my hands two boxes, Which God gave me to hold. He said, “Put all your sorrows in the black box, And all your joys in the gold.” I heeded His words, and in the two boxes, Both my joys and sorrows I stored, But though the gold became heavier each day, The black was as light as before. With curiosity, I opened the black, I wanted to find out why, And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole, Which... 

This Poem is True. It is My Testimony

This Poem is True. It is My Testimony
This poem is true. It is my (Larry Wilson) testimony. Reminds me of the old saying”show me your friends and I will tell you what you will be like.” Even as adults,we need to choose our friends wisely.Our children are watching us.We need to be a good influence to them.I could not just drink one beer, I had to have more.  I am so glad I broke this chain. This was Christmas eve,1999. For What Shall It Profit A Man, If He Shall Gain The Whole... 

Everywhere I Look, I See God’s Face

Everywhere I Look, I See God’s Face
Everywhere I Look I See God’s Face by Larry Wilson Everywhere I look, I see God’s face. He put the heavens and stars in their place. He put a boundary between the land and sea. He created the plains and mountains as far as the eye can see. He made the birds who sing praises, to Him, our King. He created every creature, every living thing. He created the seasons, and the trees, that know when to grow or shed a leaf. Even the seed knows... 

Who Am I

Who Am I
Who Am I By Larry Wilson Who am I, to complain when my food is overcooked or not done. When there are children who have no meals, not even one. Who am I, to complain when I have no desert or a treat. When there are children, living in the street. Who am I, to complain about a little cold and rain. When there are children who are beaten and abused, suffering with pain. Who am I, to complain about my job. When there are children, in order to keep alive,... 
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