Top Picks Poems
We sorted through the poems and listed here what we felt were the better ones.
Two Choices
We live in a time of "surveillance capitalism" where corporations, in league with big tech, surveil us in order to manipulate us.God offers us freedom and dignity and has our best interest at heart. We should choose to spend time more time in His Wor
We live in a time of "surveillance capitalism" where corporations, in league with big tech, surveil us in order to manipulate us.God offers us freedom and dignity and has our best interest at heart. We should choose to spend time more time in His Wor
by Kevin Smead
GOD'S LOVE
THIS POEM WAS INSPIRED BY A QUOTE FROM THE BOOK, "IN STEP WITH GOD", BY CHARLES STANLEY. THE QUOTE FROM CHAPTER 10, "THE GOD OF ABSOLUTE LOVE" SAYS..."GOD LOVES YOU, JUST THE WAY YOU ARE. HE DOESN'T LOVE THE SIN YOU ARE INVOLVED WITH, BUT, HE LOVES YOU".
THIS POEM WAS INSPIRED BY A QUOTE FROM THE BOOK, "IN STEP WITH GOD", BY CHARLES STANLEY. THE QUOTE FROM CHAPTER 10, "THE GOD OF ABSOLUTE LOVE" SAYS..."GOD LOVES YOU, JUST THE WAY YOU ARE. HE DOESN'T LOVE THE SIN YOU ARE INVOLVED WITH, BUT, HE LOVES YOU".
by Mary Sweet
The Blessedness of Seeing
A loved one in my family had to be rushed to see an eye doctor for fear that he might lose his vision. While chewing on the thought of blindness, the story of Jesus healing a blind man came to mind. With my Bible at hand, these are the words that ensued.
A loved one in my family had to be rushed to see an eye doctor for fear that he might lose his vision. While chewing on the thought of blindness, the story of Jesus healing a blind man came to mind. With my Bible at hand, these are the words that ensued.
by YeoYY
Prayer in the Darkness
Psalm 88 is one that seems bleak - sometimes in the dark times we just need to be honest with God
Psalm 88 is one that seems bleak - sometimes in the dark times we just need to be honest with God
by Dave Mudford
Loving, Aging Hands
This poem is about the aging hands of an elderly woman reminiscing about the time she held her little one in her hands, and is now holding her grandchild - cherished gift from the good LORD.
This poem is about the aging hands of an elderly woman reminiscing about the time she held her little one in her hands, and is now holding her grandchild - cherished gift from the good LORD.