Cinquain…

It’s morning again.

So thankful to be alive,

to witness God’s love.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

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Blind Faith Sees…

Unknown roads are hard to follow,

no guarantee they will lead to tomorrow.

New experiences and adventures, waiting to be discovered,

are often blocked and thoroughly covered.

By paths so murky, can’t see where I’m going.

The roads are unpredictable, anxiety free-flowing.

But my steps are ordered, so I’ve been told,

according to the scripture of testament old.

But if I pay close attention, I don’t need to see.

My faith in God is what guides me.

As I make my way to life’s next intersection,

God is right there with me, in my mind’s reflection.

There to guide me should I stumble and fall.

He has heard my cry, even before I call.

Faith propels me to get up and try again.

To follow the roads as they twist and bend.

My faith has grown every step of the way.

A guiding light for each new day.

Penetrating the darkness that eclipses my view,

making way for the traveling I have yet to do.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

To Whom Much is Given…

To whom much is given, much is required.

God supplies all of our needs, our deepest desires.

Through the roughest terrain,

the hottest of fires,

God always brings us through,

revealing the devil as a liar.

Every time we praise and give thanks to our Lord,

we rebuke the devil, the power of one accord.

So instead of wondering, why me?

Maybe the question should be why not?

Especially, when so much is required,

and we’ve indeed been given a lot!

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

The Best Love of All….

In a day and age where loyalty wains,

behind your back, the looks of disdain.

The unseen daggers that caused you pain.

God’s love remains; supremely he reigns.

It’s not a fad, certainly not a trend.

When I praise my Father, it should not offend.

The minds of those who can’t comprehend,

the divine healing that thoroughly mends.

Do not despair when others fail,

to hear your cries and hopeless wails.

You’ve become the object of their wicked tales.

But the love of God forever prevails.

When everyone else has left your side,

and you’re all alone on that wicked ride.

There’s no where to run, no where to hide.

God sees your wounds, the tears you’ve cried.

It is difficult to get up from so many falls.

Your pleas are ignored like unanswered calls.

The weight of your spirit, too heavy to haul.

The endless tears, a baby’s bawl.

With knees that are bruised from the miles you’ve crawled.

The joy you once knew, now punctured and sprawled.

But your love still lives, though your spirit has stalled.

God’s love is truly the best love of all.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

Embrace the Joy of Christian Giving

Here is a beautiful poem that I’d like to share with you. It was part of “Inspiration Corner”, a segment that is featured on Sundays during church services I attend. I think it is awesome and hope that you enjoy it as well!

I learned six truths about giving today–

Truths from God’s Word, not what men say;

Truths that teach me how I should live,

And the joy I receive as I learn to give.

I learned to give myself to God first,

My will in His, completely submersed.

I am bought with a price, I’m not my own.

These things I enjoy He’s given on loan.

I respond to God with a joyful heart;

No grudging response as I do my part.

My spirit enjoys a renaissance

When giving freely is my response.

Someday soon I will give account

For what I did with the great amount

That God freely gave to meet my need

And also to give as He decreed.

I learned to release what is His anyway,

To bring my offering on the Lord’s Day.

I do not give to hear man’s praise;

I simply desire to live God’s way.

I learned ever time I receive my pay

To bring my gift the next Lord’s day.

By giving with order and discipline

It strengthens me and pleases Him.

I learned of God’s Promise to supply,

If the well of my riches ever goes dry,

He will never stand idly by

Forsaking His servant until I die.

God can be trusted to meet all our need.

So don’t be afraid to follow His lead.

If you would find joy in Christian living,

Embrace the grace of Christian giving.

By George Cuff

Hold On…

If you hold on tight, just long enough,

things usually turn out fine.

Refreshing is a different outcome,

than what you had in mind.

The stark reality, when it is realized,

that fate always has its way.

No matter how much you fuss and fret,

regardless of what you say.

So just relax ~ let things play out,

in the way they were meant to be.

The pieces will surely fall into place,

hold on and you will see!

By Sylvia Porter-Hall