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Tag: prayer

YAWEH ELOHIM

YAHWEH ELOHIM

Photo by Keith R. Good

This is the first time I have posted words gleaned from someone else.  I created this little site to be a place to pair my own poetry with images from others … but these words from my pastor so richly and deeply touched me, I wanted to share them here.  As is often the case, one of my husband Keith’s photos serves as a perfect backdrop.

If you do not know this Yahweh Elohim Pastor Kain speaks of, I would be honored to introduce Him to you.  Feel free to leave a comment below, with a way to get in touch with you.

Marie

Oh, For a Crown to Return

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PHOTO BY REBECCA TRUMBULL PHOTOGRAPHY

A tortured, thorn-crowned costly love –
Above, sun-darkened firmament.
Below, the Man on cursed tree hangs –
Birth pangs of earth. A curtain rent.

My Lord became my sin for me –
His skin was scourged; His soul besieged.
His Father turned His face away –
Their plan unchanged since first conceived.

What great a sacrifice was made –
The price was paid, unmerited.
For though I’ve sinned against my God,
His riches I’ve inherited.

Implausibly, He holds a crown
For my unworthy head to bear.
But I will lay mine at His feet –
My heart replete; my answered prayer.

© Marie Elena Good 2016

When Jesus came out wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe, Pilate said to them, “Here is the man!” ~ John 19:5

 I am coming soon. Hold fast what you have, so that no one may seize your crown. ~ Revelation 3:11

Pray for Brussels

Living 1 Thessalonians 5:17

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Photo by Keith R. Good

…and on her headstone, “She prayed without ceasing.”
For in the midst of life’s unfettered existence,
serenity comes only while taking His hand,
perpetually strolling  the lush garden of prayer.

© Marie Elena Good

DELIVERED (Sonnet to Jesus, Our Redeemer)

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Photo by Deanna Marie Metts

I prayed for one I love for countless years,
For healing of her heart, her mind, her soul.
My faith was often blinded by my tears,
Just longing for my loved one to be whole.

A Savior’s unremitting hunt pursued.
In sacrificial, unrestricted love,
Each moment and heart-rending  instance used
To draw her broken spirit’s eyes above.

The enemy at work may mystify,
But his sick plot is frail and deeply flawed.
His seeming grip on us is just a lie –
He’s simply powerless against our God.

Her life in Jesus wondrously revealed,
Now with His Holy Spirit, she is sealed!

This is my prayer