A HOLY POEM, written by ME
Death Is Not an End; God Will Conquer and Renew You Faith
As I saw her,
Going under,
I felt no emotion,
As though someone had given me a potion,
As I felt her life slip away,
I nearly lost faith in God that day,
“What is the problem my son”? Asked God
“I know that something can be done” said I
“If only you can bring her back,
So that my life does not lack,
That special thing,
That special ring”
And He told me
“Do not have enmity, my child,
For your love is not dead,
Nor has her soul fled,
This earthly plane,
I can see her, walking down the lane”
I looked, and saw nothing,
No thing,
No ring,
And I said just so
“Your faith is so low”! , roared God,
“Believe and you shall see,
That it is not just me,
You see before your eyes,
But her alive”
I looked, this time with faith in Him,
And, although dim,
I saw her,
And my faith in the Lord jumped,
And slowly she became clear,
And so I saw my dear,
“Thank you, God”! I cried
“I have seen the light
And it is bright,
And with this so spoken He left,
And so did she,
Yet I felt no animosity,
Towards the Lord,
For he is the Creator
And on that dark day,
I saw not night,
But the holy light
And never will I lose or forget this Day of faith,
For although it came like a wraith,
Our God is a mighty fortress,
In whose walls I am sheltered and safe
Written by Brendan Moore 1/6/06 at 9:49 p.m. EST
NO I WAS NOT UNDER ANY SORT OF INFLUENCE SO DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT (although I was thinking about monkey’s on the moon, and if they would survive?!? Ah well, sometimes I scare myself. I can hear an organ playing somewhere, and I think it’s playing Abide With Me)
Thought For the Day: If God were a regular person today, what would he look like?
As I saw her,
Going under,
I felt no emotion,
As though someone had given me a potion,
As I felt her life slip away,
I nearly lost faith in God that day,
“What is the problem my son”? Asked God
“I know that something can be done” said I
“If only you can bring her back,
So that my life does not lack,
That special thing,
That special ring”
And He told me
“Do not have enmity, my child,
For your love is not dead,
Nor has her soul fled,
This earthly plane,
I can see her, walking down the lane”
I looked, and saw nothing,
No thing,
No ring,
And I said just so
“Your faith is so low”! , roared God,
“Believe and you shall see,
That it is not just me,
You see before your eyes,
But her alive”
I looked, this time with faith in Him,
And, although dim,
I saw her,
And my faith in the Lord jumped,
And slowly she became clear,
And so I saw my dear,
“Thank you, God”! I cried
“I have seen the light
And it is bright,
And with this so spoken He left,
And so did she,
Yet I felt no animosity,
Towards the Lord,
For he is the Creator
And on that dark day,
I saw not night,
But the holy light
And never will I lose or forget this Day of faith,
For although it came like a wraith,
Our God is a mighty fortress,
In whose walls I am sheltered and safe
Written by Brendan Moore 1/6/06 at 9:49 p.m. EST
NO I WAS NOT UNDER ANY SORT OF INFLUENCE SO DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT (although I was thinking about monkey’s on the moon, and if they would survive?!? Ah well, sometimes I scare myself. I can hear an organ playing somewhere, and I think it’s playing Abide With Me)
Thought For the Day: If God were a regular person today, what would he look like?