God can see
what's happening to me,
HIS eye
is MY
record of events,
it's my only guarantee
of a justice yet to be,
viewing faithfully
each moment's circumstance.
He is watching my life,
and he watched as lifes-knife
from an enemy's hand slammed on in,
and he sees my heart bleed
as he views every deed
in my crawl up this mountain...to Him.
God can see what's happening to me
and that's how I manage to stand...
for my head hurts from stones
thrown hard at my bones
by a demon's angelic-clad hand.
A wonderfully felt insight, Kay. He's watching and listening to us all. I totally agree. "If His eyes are on the sparrow, then I know He watches me." The imagery in this is very effective in conveying your message. Well done. And look at all those past gifted contributors below. Phyllis, Joseph, Tinka, Jude, JM, Eileen etc..... I miss all those voices. Thank you for your recent visit. God bless you. Light, peace, and health to you and yours. rlc
It is wonderful that you have that kind of faith, Kay. It is wonderful that you feel it so deeply and express it so well! Though something of a doubting...'Thomasina'?:)...I strongly believe there is a loving Spirit inside each and every one of us and that connects us, if we are willing to open up, heart and soul, and to grow to the
best of our abilities. I treasure the connection that I sense growing between the two of us. Maybe I can ride out the journey on your coattails?? Stay well and stay y o u. Hugs & Happy Surprises, 'Pea'
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on January 9, 2006
God not only sees but suffers with all of us, Kay.
God does see and I'm convinced He doesn't suffer fools...at least not for very long.
Lovely poem of true faith, not the store bought kind.
Love it.
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on January 8, 2006
Kay He would never ask more of us than he did his own son. This is so powerful it is full of inspiring words. We all become weak and faint, tired of the struggles and blows but we move on following the High order of the greatest piper. Thank you for sharing this it has touched me deep.
This is fantastic Kay and such an open hope offered for all to believe in and accept when all else seems to make little or no sense. I am not a religious man to speak of but this has a sincere message that I know comes from your heart and I can believe in that. Thank you,
Felix
Your words touched me deeply especially when you said:
for my head hurts from stones
thrown hard at my bones
by a demon's angelic-clad hand.
I'm feeling the same with you as I sometimes expreience same fate as yours. There are people who look like angels in the face and behave like devils in the heart. But God can see and will not judge people by how they look in the face but by how the feel in the heart. Thanks
Good to have faith, Kay...if & when you ever get to meet the big guy, put in a good word for me, will ya...I've a feeling I could use at least one...;) Ed
Ah Kay... yes He can. And all we can do is keep up the faith that there is a plan, indeed. I very much like the way you ended this poem. It was an appropriate ending. Good writing.
Carmen
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on January 7, 2006
A very strong faith you have Kay..
Thanks for sharing this inspiration..
Love,
Ron
YES HE CAN!!! Great affirmation of faith Kay! bless you for being a light for others!Splendid poem! Thanks for the prayers for George, and for all of your encouragement for me!
Love and hugs,
Eileen
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on January 7, 2006
The one who throws the stone will tremble as they feel the truth of this. Great write.
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
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best of our abilities. I treasure the connection that I sense growing between the two of us. Maybe I can ride out the journey on your coattails?? Stay well and stay y o u. Hugs & Happy Surprises, 'Pea'
Love & Light,
Joseph
Lovely poem of true faith, not the store bought kind.
Love it.
Love Tinka
Felix
for my head hurts from stones
thrown hard at my bones
by a demon's angelic-clad hand.
I'm feeling the same with you as I sometimes expreience same fate as yours. There are people who look like angels in the face and behave like devils in the heart. But God can see and will not judge people by how they look in the face but by how the feel in the heart. Thanks
Carmen
Thanks for sharing this inspiration..
Love,
Ron
Love and hugs,
Eileen