THE VOICE OF PAIN....a poem

THE VOICE OF PAIN

Yes, it has a voice
Sometimes just a whisper
To let me know it's there -
A gentle, nudging reminder
That my body's not my own.

Yes, it has a voice
That I can hear so clear
Speaking through the darkness
As if to reinforce
That my body's not my own.

Yes, it has a voice
Through gritted teeth it snarls
While speaking to my soul
Of what I know full well
That my body's not my own.

Yes, it has a voice
A loud and screeching cry
That pierces through the night
Telling every limb
That my body's not my own.

Yes, I hear pain's voice.

But hush, be silent, pain be still,
I hear a loving voice
Gently calling through the storm
Telling body, spirit, soul,
That I am HIS - and He is mine.

I hear my Saviour's voice!

FOR ME .....a poem

- FOR ME -
I never stood and watched
As He was scourged and beat,
I never drove the nails
Into His hands and feet.

I didn't plait the thorns
That made that mocking crown,
I wasn't at the cross
When they took His body down.

I didn't see the soldier
As he checked if he had died,
I never sealed the tomb
Or stood on guard outside.

And yet it was my sins
That nailed Him to that tree -
God sent His only Son
To bleed and die for me.

by.....
- Linda Sloan -

I THINK (a poem)

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I THINK - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

I wake to the sweetest birdsong, as all creation greets the morn
And I think of the love of Jesus, how through Him I've been re-born.

I walk in the country laneway, the hedgerows are vibrant green
And I think of those early days, when my heart was new and clean.

I dip in the gentle waters of the stream with its healing flow
And I think of how He cleansed me on that night so long ago.

I gaze on majestic mountains, reaching up to Heavens high
And I think of my loving Saviour, how for me He chose to die.

I marvel at fiery sunsets, setting the sky aglow
And I think of the warmth in my heart since God's love I came to know.

I think of my wonderful Saviour, I think of His love for me,
I think how He came from Heaven, and from sin He's set me free.