Showing posts with label Inspirational Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspirational Poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Faith in Darkness

touched by a miracle

There was a time when I lost my job because I visited my mother in another State. It was a one way ticket given to me by a sister. We just thought of getting one when I reach my destination. I found out however that securing one for the return trip was not that easy. First, you have to book at least 21 days otherwise, you will be paying three times the airfare. I did not have that money. My employer threatened me of termination if I do not come back as soon as possible. But while I was away, one of the offices was padlocked by IRS due to tax problems.

I could not come back asap. A friend came to my rescue. He bought me a ticket but I still had to wait for two weeks. My employer said that there is no more job for me.

I stayed in my friend's house while waiting for my flight. I was depressed. It was my birth month. If I did not have that strong faith, I could have taken my life due to desperation and anguish. I felt that my family, my friends were not there for me.

I know people at one point experienced the same hopelessness.

This poem of Beverly Anderson gives inspiration during dark hours of our life.

When castles and strong holds crumble to dust,
When clouds hide the sun from our view,
Then that is the time our trust must be strong
In God Who is faithful and true.

When everything's gone on which we have leaned
God's promises remain secure...
An anchor that holds whatever the storm,
and gives us the strength to endure.

It's better to walk by faith than by sight,
Be led by God's wisdom divine;
And when our paths wind through darkest of night,
That's just the time for faith to shine.

God's light seen us in times of distress,
May give someone else faith to cope.
Our courage displayed by strength from the Lord
Can show them in God there is hope.

source:New Hope Books


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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

When Life Gets You Down



I just talked to a friend. She bought her second house which she is renting out.
When she came to the States, her future and that of her family was uncertain. They fled from the turmoil in the country where they're from. She got also two houses in that country. She sold one and left the other to a relative. She could not believe that she was starting anew.

Her first years were definitely a time for trial like when she became a teen mom when she was young and almost did not finish her education. Their father left the family when she was two years old.

She married a classmate and have two more children while her eldest stayed with her mother.

When she was looking for a job, she had sent more tha a hundred resumes. She visited each and every building in New York to look for employment.

Looking back, she vould not believe that she was able to stand so many trials. She's active in her parish in community outreach program.

This poem may have served her as inspiration:

His Faithful Care

When life gets you down
With its troubles and cares
and the winds of the air,
You need only to look
at the places, you've been,
And the days with no end,
For they each will remind you
How you made it through
And each will bring hope
And with comfort too,
For God's care is for always,
Not just now and then,
Each yestersay and tomorrow,
Each and every day my friend.

By Gina Mazulo Laurin

from Salesian Inspiration Books

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Tuesday, March 4, 2008

A CHANGE OF COLOR



A Change of Color

I walk among the meadows,
grasses deep and shiny green,
Wildflowers paint the landscape,
None so fair I've ever seen.

For He can paint the meadows,
Wash them clean with heavenly rain,
And He can take a hurting soul
And bind up all its pain.


He can take the vilest life
and cleanse it for His pleasure,
He can take the coldest heart,
And warm it beyond measure.

A broken heart, He accepts,
a contrite heart, He'll mend
If we'll but give our lives to Him
and all our burdens rend.


He'll paint our lives anew, afresh,
with colors brightly shining.
Our lives once dark in the pain so drear;
will glisten with refining.
poem by Lynda Bryan Davis*


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Monday, March 3, 2008

FOR EVERY SORROW




For Every Sorrow


For every sorrow you bestow,
You also send a sweetness,
Drilling each and every pain,
In your dear Love;s completeness,
You always keep reminding me,
As long as each man live,
That while one hand may take away,
Your other always gives.

For every rock that cuts my foot,
You move a stone away,

And when life asks too much, You find
A price that I can pay.
When my cries are loudest,
And seem to no avail,
And walls rise up to block any path,
You blaze another trail.


Each time my heart grows weary,
You send Your blessed peace,
And when by boat is tempest-tossed,
You bid the storm to cease.

So side by side, we walk along,
My Lord and Dearest Friend,
For every cross I carry,
You lift the other end.



Poem by Grace E. Easley
from Salesian Missions New Hope Books


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