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 GOD'S WORDS

This morning I awakened,
With a poem inside my head,
Where did my verses come from?
Was it something that God said?

Then, I began to wonder,
How do thoughts originate?
Do they really come from God?
Is He saying, "GO - CREATE!"

Then I question who am I?
Why would God have chosen me?
Such arrogance is shameful,
Forgive my vanity.

Why would a sinner such as I,
Be given holy words to write?
"That God works in mysterious ways,"
Clearly does not give me rights.

True, I speak fine words of love,
Of Spirit, God, and Christ,
Of forgiveness and repentance,
And Salvation's costly price.

But if I insist on my own theme,
The words simply will not flow,
I have to wait for God to lead,
And show me where to go.

I thank you God, for waking me,
With special words inside my head,
I write them down as best I can,
Because they're clearly what you said.
 

WHY MY POEMS?

It seems that many mornings,
I awaken with the start,
Of a poem in my head,
Or a song within my heart.

I frantically run 'round the place,
To find my writing tools,
Then I write as fast I can,
And set aside the rules

Next I weigh what's more important,
The verse's form or verse's thought,
I must write it all down quickly,
Lest they both be soon forgot.

I struggle some with rhythm,
I search for proper words that rhyme,
Is there any music?
How's the tempo?  What's the time?

Then I test the words out,
On my unsuspecting cat,
Who condescends to listen.
If I hold her on my lap.

But then, at last, I've done it,
I have a brand new song,
The birthing pangs are over,
This time they weren't too strong.

I get much joy from my offspring,
Each one, I greet with grateful tears,
Truly God has given me their words,
He has nourished me for years.
by Ginny

 
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A Thank You 2 God    
A PRAYER FOR A LOVED ONE Jonah  
A Rendezvous Of Bells Joseph  
Achoo Bless You  Judgment Day There Was A Man 
ANGELS, ANGELS  EVERYWHERE Just For Me When Jesus Knocks
Angel In Your Pocket

Kelly

Who's Whose Master 
Annie & Mark Maude And Sue  
Baby Moses More Whipped Cream Your Special Angel
  Mountain Nights  
Because My Day  MY FRIEND
Book Cover   CREATION
Caught In the Act My Email Went Where?  
Computers Revenge On My Childs Death  HELP ME TO SPEAKAN OLD ABANDONED TOY
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS On the Death of a 13 year old TEARFUL MEMORIES SO BE IT
Daniel One  THANK YOU MY GODLY FRIEND
Double Angel Love Portrait NO SUPER MARTS IN HEAVEN
Easter Chickies Pudgy Angels  THE DECISION 
First Christmas Gift   THE GIFT OLD 3:16
God Is Love Ready 2 Go Home I'M SORRY...BUT
Gods Waterfall Reading&Riding Update THE LAST LAUGH
Golden Angel  Sue's Song GOOD BYE, MY FRIEND
Holy Cat Teeth Marks in my Curtains THE PICTURE OF THE CROSS
How Valuable our Worth The Party THE PRAYER BOUTIQUE
I Wonder   THE REVIVAL
John Howard   THIRTEEN (point) FIVE
The Tower Lights PAINTING IN MY ATTIC
Just For Me The Color of Spring WHEN  TOES!ON READING THE BIBLE
  Job The Lady of the Train RATIONALIZATION OF HOUSEWORK AVOIDANCE


WHY NOT MY POEMS?

Lest anyone, in error, think,
I am seeking public fame,
Glorifying God in verse,
Is my one and only aim.

I must admit, however,
I do seek the public ear,
So when I sing God's glories,
That many men will hear.

For it is great to tell His story,
I am proud I've been allowed,
And, each time that I share it,
I am filled with love, somehow.

So, if I give His words to you,
And let the age-old tale be told,
Don't thank me for your blessing,
I've been blessed one hundred-fold.
By Virginia  Ellis 1999

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