Poems by Carol Connell
poem count: 67 | pages: 8 | second place: 2 times | finalist: 12 times
Christmas Loop
The Christmas story never grows old. Here is a version of it using a form called the loop.
The Christmas story never grows old. Here is a version of it using a form called the loop.
Safe Snowflakes
I wrote this recently to go along with an object lesson taught in children’s church. When troubles come, we might feel like snowflakes blown about in a storm, but we can pray and trust God to help and guide us.
I wrote this recently to go along with an object lesson taught in children’s church. When troubles come, we might feel like snowflakes blown about in a storm, but we can pray and trust God to help and guide us.
Changes Of Heart
This is an imaginary look into the heart of Mary, the mother of Jesus, from Bethlehem to Calvary to the day of Pentecost when God first poured out the Holy Ghost.
This is an imaginary look into the heart of Mary, the mother of Jesus, from Bethlehem to Calvary to the day of Pentecost when God first poured out the Holy Ghost.
Darkness Versus Light
All the spiritual darkness in the world can never extinguish God’s holy light.
All the spiritual darkness in the world can never extinguish God’s holy light.
Demented Days
A pastor’s wife that I know has a husband that had early onset of dementia. It progressed to where he had to resign his church. I admire her commitment to God and her husband in this difficult trial.
A pastor’s wife that I know has a husband that had early onset of dementia. It progressed to where he had to resign his church. I admire her commitment to God and her husband in this difficult trial.
Proud Star of Bethlehem
This is a personification of sorts of the star that God used to lead the wisemen to Jesus.
This is a personification of sorts of the star that God used to lead the wisemen to Jesus.
First Christmas
I love revisiting the Christmas story every year. The thought of God coming to earth still fills me with awe , thankfulness and wonder!
I love revisiting the Christmas story every year. The thought of God coming to earth still fills me with awe , thankfulness and wonder!
They Love Me, They Love Me Not
God is not willing that any should perish, but He does not force anybody to love and serve Him. The choice rests in our hands.
God is not willing that any should perish, but He does not force anybody to love and serve Him. The choice rests in our hands.
A Reality Greater Than A Dream
To go to Heaven and see the One who died for me is a dream of mine that one day will be a reality!
To go to Heaven and see the One who died for me is a dream of mine that one day will be a reality!
