
I want to be a light
But I fear I’m too dim
I want to be a guide
But I’m so lost within.
If I were sunshine I could brighten the day
I’d spill into a room and take storm clouds away.
But I’m just another soul
Who’s searching for words
Out on the waves
Listening for birds
Broken and battered
Worn from the storm
Tired of the fight
Foggy and forlorned.
I want to be a friend
But I’m afraid that I’m beat
I want to be a rock
But I’m not steady on my feet.
If I were starlight I could light up the sky
I’d be a compass for sailors and safe passage in the night
But I’m just another soul
Who’s still paddling at sea
Searching for dry land
Looking for peace
Overwhelmed by the night
Waiting for release.
Tina. S.W.
July 11, 2020
“Let the morning bring me word of Your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in You. Show me the way I should go, for to You I entrust my life.”
Psalm 143:8
“I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and He shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.”
Psalm 27:13-14 (KJV)
Jesus, The True Light of the World…
“God’s time to help those that trust in him, is, when all other helpers fail. He is a surer and better Friend than earthly parents are, or can be. What was the belief which supported the psalmist? That he should see the goodness of the Lord. There is nothing like the believing hope of eternal life, the foresights of that glory, and foretastes of those pleasures, to keep us from fainting under all calamities. In the mean time he should be strengthened to bear up under his burdens. Let us look unto the suffering Saviour, and pray in faith, not to be delivered into the hands of our enemies. Let us encourage each other to wait on the Lord, with patient expectation, and fervent prayer.”
Matthew Henry’s Concise Commentary
β€ Lovely poem my friend.
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Thanks, Viv. β€
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Jesus is your lighthouse giving you direction when it is dim. He is your friend in your boat in the midst of the storm and he is your anchor when you donβt feel steady. Praying you feel Him in all of these ways.
Blessings Tina π
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Yes, He is and those are such beautiful metaphors. Thank you, Manu. β€
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This is such a haunting poem. You are a beacon of light. Anyone would be completely enriched having you as a friend. They really would. Sometimes itβs so hard to see how special you are. Your friends are so very lucky to have you.
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Thanks Superdad. βΊ β€
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Tina….this is such a beautifullllllll poem….πππ€π¨ππΌπ€ππ¨π€©
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Thank you Ruelha. β€
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Thanks Kenn! Hope you’re drinking tea that isn’t wierd. I have some new tea to try that isn’t wierd. π It sounds good.
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Just Wow!
I really like the rhythm you used for stanza.
For me it’s almost impossible to even rhyme a four lines.π
But hats off to you π
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Thanks so much Ritish! π
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This is stellar, but also chilling. I’m agreeing with Gary (superdad) here with this π
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Awe, thanks Gavin! βΊ
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Tina, An amazing poem. It brought to mind this quote from Mother Theresa that I keep on my nightstand: “Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.β God loves us, shelters us under His wings, and gives us peace. Our job is to spread His love.
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Thanks Jeanne. That’s such a great quote. I definitely put too much pressure on myself. I realized recently that this is because people expect their joy to come from other people. We all disapoint even if we are doing our best. Nothing compares to the Love of Christ. He never fails or dissapoints and He will lead us to that shore when we are struggling to paddle. So, I definitely have to learn to give Him the weight and stop trying to save the world. He already made a way on the cross. You are so right, our joy is to spread that love, and joy even.
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It is easy to put pressure on ourselves and to become overwhelmed. We need to learn to give it up to God. Something that I keep reminding myself. π
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Yes, we definitely do. π
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Very interesting poem,superb style of writing.ππΉ
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Thank you! βΊ
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Amen to that. I identify with the sense of weakness π
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Yes, we are weak, but He is strong. Thanks for the comment! π
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