Posts tagged ‘God’
Belief hasn’t been an issue.
I’ve seen enough of the unseen to know.
Faith that You CAN? You are Amazing God!
Those seeds of doubt I did not sew.
I surveyed my own worth,
And that’s where it began…
“BUT WILL HE FOR you?”
A sinister meditation,
With one implication,
Through constant replication,
Filled with guilt and condemnation,
Straining air and circulation,
If only I hadn’t listened,
I’d of held my position,
There’d have been no competition,
For my time and attention,
Communion, each days’ intention,
With The God of all creation,
Not a spiritual vacation,
Standing on my power- an illusion,
Lacking faith, hope or vision…
Thanks for holding on when I didn’t,
I’ve missed Your presence, Your Power,
It could have been different… perhaps,
If I hadn’t drifted so long.
Not remembering WHO You ARE,
Or who i am, because of the Cross.
My heart is once again open,
Scales have fallen from my eyes.
I seek to follow You closely,
And live in Your grace-filled light…
I pray You help me,
In Jesus’ name, Amen
Written by: elizabeth dianne allee
Between the what if’s…
That magical dimension,
Akin to delusions or psychoses.
Where one holds to a tiny thread of subjective reality,
A confirmed impossibility,
Only in the realm of gentle probability,
From the mind of one, single, beautiful, intelligent, creative, unique, human being…
©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Motion-filled hours staring at the ground.
Hot sun barreling down upon us,
Wind and dust stirring all around.
Each four-wheeling excursion,
We envisioned finding you.
Among an expanse of rocks, dirt and brush,
Seemed impossible, but we knew!
And there you were, at summers end,
Inching slowly on your way.
Rugged, beautiful, healthy,
You were so very worth the wait!
Just to see you up close,
Your sharp claws grasping the earth.
What a gift God gave us that day,
Our little desert tortoise named “Hope”
©Elizabeth Dianne Allee
I remember first witnessing your beauty,
Like stained glass crafted by God’s hands.
Colors selected with a keen eye.
Division with such precision and command.
Iridescent angelic highlights,
Setting you apart from the rest.
Eyes a piercing crimson,
Mahogany speckled breast.
Paintbrush strokes of black and white,
You returned a glance at me.
Wood duck, Axi sponsa…”water betrothed”
Dressed for a wedding are we?