Christian Hope
Persevere
Describes how life for everyone is full of trials, that they have a purpose, and that with faith and trust in God, we can persevere.
Describes how life for everyone is full of trials, that they have a purpose, and that with faith and trust in God, we can persevere.
by T Rock
I Will Not
In troubled times it is good to know what applies to you and what does not. We have a hope and comfort unknown to much of the world.
In troubled times it is good to know what applies to you and what does not. We have a hope and comfort unknown to much of the world.
Teach Me To Fly
It is a poem that helped to teach me to fly, with God's help, when things in life would get very difficult for me.
It is a poem that helped to teach me to fly, with God's help, when things in life would get very difficult for me.
by Sybil Fulk
Looking Unto Jesus
Inspired by Psalm 34:5: "They looked unto him, and were lightened: and their faces were not ashamed."
Inspired by Psalm 34:5: "They looked unto him, and were lightened: and their faces were not ashamed."
Another Sunrise
So often the sunrise comes without our attention; without our acknowledgement of the new day beauty God brings into our lives. This poems asks us to be aware. For the day ahead brings promise, delivered through the wonder His grace.
So often the sunrise comes without our attention; without our acknowledgement of the new day beauty God brings into our lives. This poems asks us to be aware. For the day ahead brings promise, delivered through the wonder His grace.
by Dave Mudford
Help of the Helpless
A poem that is purposefully written to encourage the believers and give them a lease of hope when hopeless situations.
A poem that is purposefully written to encourage the believers and give them a lease of hope when hopeless situations.
by Ajayi Bukky
Handprints
My son, Joshua, died on January 7, 2020 when he was just 14 years old. The Children’s Hospital where he was did an imprint of his hand which now hangs on my wall. The idea of this poem came from looking at my son’s handprint everyday.
My son, Joshua, died on January 7, 2020 when he was just 14 years old. The Children’s Hospital where he was did an imprint of his hand which now hangs on my wall. The idea of this poem came from looking at my son’s handprint everyday.