“Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime”
Martin Luther.
If we should go by what is happening right now, we would without any form of coercion conclude that the world will head to it’s end in ten years.
Things die but I have gone through the shores of mother nature and she has taught me in her many classes, the power of resurrection.
The implication is that, if by chance this world and everything in it dies, it will someday resurrect to be something more beautiful. Truth be told, this is applicable to anything you are going through now.
No matter how it rottens, it’ll come back. Infact, the more rotten it gets before death, the faster the process of resurrection. So, do not be scared of whatever you’re going through right now. It will come out beautiful at the end.
I would have said “take the cue from Jesus” but you may not believe. So, take the cue from the dry or rotten seeds you plant everyday.
Let’s talk about it. Pour it out in a poem. I’ll be here to answer everyone. That’s a promise.
-Listen to song
-Compose a poem inspired by song
-Share with us
He sat by her bedside,
held her hand
watching her last breaths
She saw footsteps in the sand.
She never had been alone,
Jesus walked beside her,
working through him on her last day
she watched a miracle occur
Instead of feeling fear
afraid of what may come
He gave her his strength
for a moment they were one.
God working through him,
During this transition,
He gave comfort and love
part of her final vision
He was born with a gift
of helping others through
their hardest, hurting times
finding light in those he knew
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He never questioned faith.
God/’s image and vision
He just felt in his heart
faith behind every decision
He didn’t have to be
so near her when she died
but his heart opened up
her bed he stood beside.
He never shared his story,
these lines may vary some
His heart his inner guide
a light his soul shines from
It was not by accident,
he witnessed her pass on
The wisdom in his youth
God chose her final song.
Dedicated to Monday…A soul so pure and true…
This is amazing Samantha… just couldn’t help but read to the end. Thank you for all that you do and who you are to me…
I am so glad you liked it….I really feel your heart is made of gold and your faith, strong. You bring light to darkness. I love you, Mom
Incredibly gorgeous write; stunningly beautiful.
Thank you so much, @Tetrametracall1 Verde. You are such an inspiration in everything you write. love you you! Samantha