She stood there,
Listening to everything they said.
The doubts they cast on
Everything she'd fought for the past two years.
In a matter of hours,
The emotional purity had gone, along
With the desire for physical.
They said it didn't matter that he wasn't saved.
She was weak,
She gave in because she wanted
To love him and she never
Realised the power of the emotions she was loosing.
Five months later
Saw a girl who was smashed.
She only thought that
She was having an innocent flirtation.
She gave away
The heart she should have kept
For the man God had
In store for her to give her heart to someday.
Emotions destroyed,
Self worth completely gone.
If only she was beautiful,
She believed she could've kept him from leaving.
She cried,
Day after day and night upon night.
She gave it to God,
And took it back, time and time again.
She never noticed,
That true love was there all the time.
Love that loved her,
Loved her just the way she was - crushed and bleeding.
She never thought
She was of any worth again,
So she pushed it away,
But it wouldn't leave her in her brokenness.
God held out
His offer of love still and pardon.
And He put people around
To love and hold her and tell her - He isn't done
With her yet.
Just a collection of several of my poems that have really come out of heart issues.
Hiya!
Welcome to my blog. I'm afraid it won't be updated too frequently, as I only write when moved to write. These are a group of my poems, as written through the often difficult trek of the past nine months (at present) of my life.
I hope they speak to you and somehow reach the chords of your life, and that God will bring you through as He without doubt is doing to me.
God bless you.
~Jane Johnson,
August 14th, 2010
I hope they speak to you and somehow reach the chords of your life, and that God will bring you through as He without doubt is doing to me.
God bless you.
~Jane Johnson,
August 14th, 2010
Saturday, February 12, 2011
From the Heights to the Depths to Grace - Part One
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Wow, this is really good, Jane.
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What a splendid writer you are!
Thank you! :) All the glory goes to my Creator, however. He gives me the passion to write and the words to speak. ;)
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