Grace
For my Biology reading report I was observing nature. There was nothing going on in my yard, so I wrote this poem:
“Grace”
In this crazy world of ours,
Among the people, smog and cars,
There is always a peaceful place,
Where we can almost see God’s face.
His love for us is shown all around,
You just have to look and it will be found.
Everyone’s just too busy to see,
What He’s made for you and me.
So just take time to take a look,
At a bird or babbling brook.
It’s all around, all over the place,
God’s creation proves his grace.
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“If we are the body” Casting Crowns
It's crowded in worship today
As she slips in trying to fade into the faces
The girls teasing laughter is carrying farther than they know
Farther than they know
But if we are the body
Why aren't His arms reaching?
Why aren't His hands healing?
Why aren't His words teaching?
And if we are the body
Why aren't His feet going?
Why is His love not showing them there is a way?
There is a way
A traveler is far away from home
He sheds his coat and quietly sinks into the back row
The weight of their judgmental glances
Tells him that his chances are better out on the road
Jesus paid much too high a price
For us to pick and choose who should come
And we are the body of Christ
But if we are the body
Why aren't His arms reaching?
Why aren't His hands healing?
Why aren't His words teaching?
And if we are the body
Why aren't His feet going?
Why is His love not showing them there is a way?
There is a way
Jesus is the way