Sunday, 17 July 2011

Attempt at a Happy Poem

Psalm 147:3 ESV / 215 helpful votes

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. 

"I'm forgiven because you were forsaken. I'm accepted, you were condemned.I'm alive and well your spirit is within me because you died and rose again. Amazing love how can it be, that you my king would die for me? Amazing love I know it's true and it's my joy to honor you. In all I do, I honor you....JESUS YOU ARE MY KING." -Amazing love by hillsong

In one of my previous blogs I said I would write a happy poem. I have to say that I tried. So here goes everything. I hope you enjoy it. :)

"God Girl"
If God blesses me with a daughter I will advise her to stay away from young "love". 
I want to protect her from a boy who will break into her temple and steal her heart away. 
I mean sure the boy will take care of it for a little while, but eventually he'll do something that will make my baby's heart slip from his fingers. 
Her heart will be sent crashing into the cold reality where it will freeze and then shatter.
The pieces of her heart will outnumber the blades of grass that blanket our earth. 
I want to shelter my daughter from PAIN. Pain that always seems endless. 
The type of pain that feels like an immeasurable amount of double edge swords stabbing her over and over again until her fragile body goes numb. 
I want to save her from the tears like a typhoon pouring on her face. 
Tears that will flood around her in a pool until she is drowning in sheer agony.
I want to spare her from anger bursting from her body with an intensity burning like and infinite amount of stars hotter than hell. 
I want to rescue her from being attacked by insanity's soldiers. 
A war of insecurities raging in her mind. 
I never want my daughter to settle for anything less than the best. 
I want my baby to go out into the world with absolute confidence knowing that she will conquer.
If my daughter ignores my warnings that's okay. 
I will take her into my arms and try to be like a vacuum sucking away all the negativity. 
I will remind her that we both live for God. 
He is the best security system for her heart. 
He has the glue to put every single microscopic piece back together.
He will restore her heart and absorb her pain like a sponge. 
He will comfort her. 
He will be the calm during the storm of tears and the lifeguard who will save her from drowning. 
He will be the fire extinguisher who will put out her flaming anger.
He will be the commanding officer that will win her mind's battle.
He was and will always be there for me and will always be there for my daughter. 
If she waits, her prince will come. 
It's better than never, if just a little bit late. 

And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him.

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