As you go through the poems listed on this page take a moment to reflct on its meaning and significance...
Blessing For Your Week
By: Clifford Morgan Sr.
May the beginning of your week
Be as joyous and so sweet
Trusting in God each and every day
To protect and guide you in the most perfect way;
Turn all of your problems over to his will
He'll fight your battles if you just keep still.
Then giving him all the praise and all the glory,
He'll grant you wisdom to tell the story.
By: Clifford Morgan Sr.
Lord renew my spirit each and everyday
That I may walk in a pure and perfect way;
For there are so many trials that I must go through
Only to realize that I must depend on you.
So, as I travel through life
As I withstand all the misery and all the strife
I thank you Lord for being you!
Isn't It Funny
By: Back to Christian Poetry
Funny how a $20.00 bill looks so big when you take it to church, but so small when you take it to the mall.
Funny how big an hour serving God looks and how small 60 minutes are when spent watching television, sleeping or taking a lunch break.
Funny how we get thrilled when a football game goes into overtime, but we complain when a sermon is longer than the regular time.
Funny how we believe what newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.
Funny how people scramble to get a front seat at a concert, but scramble to get a back seat at the church service.
Funny how we look forward to that big date on Friday night, but complain about getting up for church on Sunday morning.
Funny how we are rarely late to work, but always late to church.
Funny how small our sins seem, but how big their sins are.
Funny how we demand justice for others, but expect mercy from God.
Funny how much difficulty some have learning the gospel well enough to tell others, but how simple it is to understand and explain the latest gossip about someone else.
Funny how we can't think of anything to say when we pray, but don't have any difficulty thinking of things to talk about to a friend.
Funny how people want God to answer their prayers, but refuse to listen to His counsel.
Funny how we sing about heaven, but live only for today.
Funny how it is okay to blame God for evil and suffering in the world, but it is not necessary to thank Him for what is good and pleasant.
...Or wait...maybe all this isn't so "funny" after all.
Life After Death
By: Ta'Chelle Jones
I went to a funeral today
And no one wept
Nobody wore black, only the vibrant hues spring bouquets kept
There was no eulogy
Shouts of joy bounced off the walls of the sanctuary
Mama was there, I never seen her so happy
It was a party
Something like an apparition, gazing at the scene
I saw all of this, but not one saw me
Family and friends had gathered
Someone had died, no one was sad, and that didn’t matter
I approached the casket, open wide for all to see
Inside, adorned with selfish sin, I am elated to say: was me
That moment, Someone wrapped me in the most loving embrace
I didn’t lift my head because I didn’t need to see His face
He told me He would never leave me
And I believed with all my heart
Holding me still, His love covered me whole
I smiled real wide, knowing we’d never part
By faith, I began to walk in life
I had finally died
The grave is unmarked and I don’t have a stone blazoned with R.I.P.
From Saul into Paul
From them into me
God is in the business of new life and transformation as the King
Dying a spiritual death saved my life
Now I’m resting in His peace
He who finds his life will lose it and he who loses his life for My sake will find it.
By: Ta'chelle Jones
When I look into the mirror, all that I see is but a mere shadow of who I am supposed to be.
I have lost my way, Lord help me please. Put me on the path on which you'd have me to be.
I know my sins and shortcomings are many, but my apologies and pleas for forgiveness are plenty.
I know that my life is destined for great things and all of my concerns to you, Lord, I bring.
On my shoulders, too much I know you won't give me, but sometimes I wish you didn't find me so trustworthy.
Yet in still, if it is Your will, it will be done by moon or by sun.
I am your child and will forever obey.
Just give me the word, and in that direction I'll stray.
As a person I naturally have inquiries, but I will not attempt to question or fully understand your decree.
My plan is to follow you and do the things you would have me to do.
Though my true dedication my waver periodically,
I hope to keep you in my heart holistically.
And I may travel far, but my love will not wane.
For to forfeit that bond would be insane.
So, I come to You with my arms open wide because in your virtue, Lord, is where I wish to reside.