It's Me...You See

It's Me...You See (image courtesy of kingjamesbibleonline.org)

Black, White, Brown, Yellow, and Red We’ve all heard words…     that others have said. Words that cut, so painful and deep. Are words that maim the humble and meek. Like heat-seeking missiles launched from our lips We love to target our venom-filled quips Blinded by eyes that cannot see The ones you target, it’s me, you see. I’m the mother without any medical care I’m tattered and broken with nothing to wear I’m the child who has no food to eat I’m the tormented life who cannot sleep I’m the elderly person who lives all alone I’m the faceless person without a home. I’m so many of those who cry out in need If you can see them, it’s me that you’ll see. It’s quiet here now, in my darkest hour I’m lost and discouraged...     I have no power I’m tired of struggling,     as I try to survive. Is there really a point to being alive? I fail to see the grace in me. To see the One, who can set me free. Christ died for me…     He paid the high cost He hung on the cross…     for the sins of the lost When faced with trials…     that overwhelm me I need to remember     Christ set me free Free to see, beyond my pain Free to see, all that I’ve gained Free to love others...     as I want to be loved. Filled with God’s love, that comes from above The next time you see, a person in need. It’s you God chose, to do a good deed. That person is not, a stranger you see But someone like you…     exactly like me. If you listen closely…     you’ll hear God’s voice. Calling to you…     so make the wise choice. It’s me, you see...     I hear God say Love beyond your self... Give love today! Poem by MTJ

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Unspoken Words

This post is one of five poems written during the month of September.  Although I've challenged myself to write words that speak  from my heart, I confess that I have (at times) been filled with self-doubt.  I've had to dismiss my anxiety and just put myself out here (so to speak).  In the end, the Lord has reminded me that, I just write, he does the rest.  Thank you for journeying with me this month.

What do you say when         something, needs saying?         Words that help         someone, who’s hurting. What do you say, when         words can’t be found?         See the child, who         needs nurturing? It’s not what         you say, but         what you do, with         unspoken words Unspoken words that soothe         a scar,         a bruise or         a broken heart Conveying one         clear thought I love and care about you. Arms filled with        packages,        eyes almost hidden.        A day filled with        shopping and        running errands. She reaches her car and        struggles        unlocking the door.        A package falls        silently,        to the ground. It causes a        domino effect.        She stands there        in the silence, as        frustration mounts. Others see        her distress, and        pass by,        in the silence        of unspoken words. The tear-filled        eyes        of a child,        look upward. Finding comfort         in your eyes, and         the smile on         your face says,         unconditional love. All the time         you were gone has         passed.         Your loving embrace         says,         unspoken words. Revealing a wealth         of emotions.         Eyes that comfort,         a face that smiles and         a loving embrace. All confirm... Unspoken words of love.

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