Dormant Hope – A Poem

Hope
lies dormant
in a dark, dank tomb
wrapped in linens and spice

But not for long
because His love is strong

Betrayed and Denied – A Poem

Betrayed with a kiss
by one whose feet
He washed
but whose heart
remained unclean

Denied three times
by one whose feet
He washed
but who felt remorse
and was restored

May we all be like Peter
and not Judas

Death Destroyed – A Triolet

If Christ is not risen, we have no hope
But the resurrection is our sure truth
Death destroyed wins for us Christ’s righteous robe
If Christ is not risen, we have no hope

We would be pitied and no way to cope
Would waste all our days to old age from youth
If Christ is not risen, we have no hope
But the resurrection is our sure truth

I Was Alone – A Poem

I was alone (or so I thought)
I felt there was no hope

with all life’s trial
with the feelings I felt
with the success I achieved
with the duties life dealt

I felt alone, but You were there
watching over me
I felt alone, but You always cared
gave the hope I now see

* * * * *

I was going through some old papers as part of our spring break project to clean out and paint our spare bedroom, and I found a piece of paper with this poem handwritten on it. I don’t know when I wrote it, but it is definitely my handwriting so I thought I’d share it here as part of my 40 poems for Lent.

Even Though – A Poem

Even though I’ve betrayed You
walked away towards sin
You are ever faithful
when I return You take me in

Even though I’ve been prideful
walking my own way
You are ever humble
gave all for me that day

Even though I doubt sometimes
and find it hard to trust
You know what’s deep in my heart
You are always merciful and just

Palm Sunday – An Acrostic Poem

Praise to God the Father
Alleluia to the Son
Lord of all creation
Man He did become

Savior of the human race
Undoing Satan’s curse
Ne’er again will evil win
Divine victory in force
Alleluia to the Holy One
Yesterday’s prophecy fulfilled

Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, the beginning of Holy Week, but since I’m not posting on Sunday’s for Lent I decided to post this today.

Amazing Grace – A Cinquain

Great love
Calvary’s tree
blood was shed for you, me
peace, mercy in the midst of pain
Savior

God’s Work – A Triolet

The good work that God has begun
He will ensure is completed
In our heart, in our soul He’s won
The good work that God has begun

We are not yet finished, not done
In Christ we are not defeated
The good work that God has begun
He will ensure is completed

 

I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:3-6 (NIV).

The Race – A Poem

In this race I run
toward the finish line
I feel quite undone

Though my stride is fine
I fear I won’t win
victory isn’t mine

Weighed down by my sin
moving very slow
faith is running thin

Recall what I know
His victory won
faith starting to grow

The race justly done
all because of grace
my trust in the Son

A Triad of Elfje

I really love the elfje short form of poetry that I discovered last week. Today I want to share a triad of elfje based on the Gospel — a reminder that three is a wonderful number.

Disciples

Loyal
eleven disciples
unlike the betrayer
brought me the Gospel.
Peace!

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Conversion

Brilliant
Heaven’s light
blinding apostle Paul
taught me the Gospel.
Grace!

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The King

Purple
royal robes
adorn the King
source of the Gospel.
Love!