RE: [Generation-Mixed] Poem - The Work place of GOD
- Hi Tea,
I really am sorry to hear your loss husband. You will be fine and keep faith in God. =)
Taunya Armstead <teazemetea@...> wrote:Pierre thank you for this precious poem.
My name is Tea & I have never posted.
This early Saturday morning I lost my
28 year old husband to a heartattack.
I am 3 months pregnant.
The part about birth and pain really touched
me because I wanted him to be by my side
when I had his first & only child.
But I realize even more important is
the the Lord will be there to hold my
hand & my husband will be there too.
At Generation-Mixed@ yahoogroups. com
"pierre jefferson" <pierrejefferson2007 @...> wrote:
The Work place of GOD
You can not run out of love
because we can not run out of GOD,
He is the endless source of strength
with a thundering mighty rod,
He can reach out further
than every arm linked together on earth
yet stay behind to help a laboring mother
bear the pain of giving birth
His Universe is His walk room
were miles have no presence under his feet
He can lay his hands over the fire of His roaring sun
yet feel no burning heat,
He can walk behind the night and guide it
into the rays of another shining day
and sweep the clouds across the sky
with just enough wind to blow their way
He can keep the earth revolving
with the touch of His fingers
at a ever constant speed
yet [protect the wound] of a suffering soul
so their open vessels will not bleed,
And be in the court room of someone
needing Him to solve and win their case
while looking down on someone kneeling in church
to see the humility upon their face,
This great God is everywhere
and nowhere is absent from His ever present Soul,
His power washes up on a beach as a rolling wave
yet is revealed in] the luster of shinning gold,
Hearing Prayers every hour of the day
a 24hour watch tower
that shall never go away.
Pierre Andre 2008 ©
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