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Further Still – A Poem by Beth Moore

DSC03371I found this poem during one of my middle of the night reading sessions. And as I am at the start of what is likely going to be a not-so-good sleep night, I am encouraged by it again. It is beautifully written. Enjoy.

Further Still

In that lonely place ~ No friend can go ~ No brother can help ~ No loved on can know

I must crawl on ~ While you stay ~ Further still ~ Just watch and pray

In that lonely place ~ The cup is fought ~ To sip the pain ~ Or choose my lot

To claim my rights ~ Or cast them down ~ To gain my loss ~ Or scorn my crown

Life pivots there ~ In Further Still ~ Face to the ground ~ Fighting his will

Can’t choose to return ~ The same who went ~ Once Further Still ~ The old is spent

So remember me ~ And stay close by ~ I’ll need you soon ~ Right by my side

And pray me back ~ Til He has won ~ And throat is parched ~ From “Yours be done!”

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Where I’m From – Family Heritage @ Inspire a Fire

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It’s my day to blog over at Inspire a Fire. It’s just a short sweet post about childhood memories including my own version of George Ella Lyon’s poem Where I’m From.

If need a creative challenge on this lovely Saturday, try writing your own Where I’m From.  It’s a lot of fun (unless you are not a word person, in which case it could be a torturous experience.)

Where I’m From – Family Heritage @ Inspire a Fire.

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I Am Not Enough

by KimHarms 8 Comments

I am not enough

To undo my mistakes, to answer my own prayers

To make myself compassionate when I simply don’t care.

To give joyfully each time, to love those I don’t like,

To succeed without pride, to submit without a fight.

I am not enough

To seize every moment, to savor every gift

To put playtime above laundry on my to-do list.

To ease the worries that find their way inside.

To overcome the insecurities I so like to hide.

I am  not enough

But I know the One who is.

The One who

Forgives my mistakes and answers my prayers

Fills my heart with compassion that was not before there.

Who loves the unlovable, Epitomizes joy.

Submitted in humility to come to earth as a boy.

The One who

Never misses a moment, nor overlooks a gift

Who gives undivided attention to every petition I lift.

Who exchanges my worry for calm, my insecurity for peace.

Whose unconditional love will not ever cease.

I am not enough, but I know the one who is.

So thankful that though I have never been perfect and never will be, I know the one who is and always has been. And he loves me enough not only to save me but to gently guide me to become more like him.

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“Mom, Let Go” – A Poem About My Boy

by KimHarms 0 Comments

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Because sometimes milestones can be equally joy-filled and heart-breaking.

“Mom, let go.”

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Three small words

A punch to the gut

Tears behind sunglasses

Broken heart

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Black bicycle seat

Released from my grasp

Unfettered boy

Riding free

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Simple mastery of

Two-wheels

But to me

It is more

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He can do it

On his own

Reliance on me

Ever decreasing

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A mama’s pride

 Mingled with loss

Most heart-wrenching

Mix of emotions

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Down the path

He pedals alone

Grinning, bursting with

Joy of independence

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Bless that boy

Father I pray

And comfort the mama

Who let go

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