This is a poem that I shared this time last year but wanted to create a video to post on Instagram and YouTube. There’s a link to the original post below. 😁
I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.Edgar Allan Poe
In 2013, I got to see Beth Moore live at a Living Proof Live event in Charleston, WV. During the conference, she read the following poem, which showed up in my memories today and wanted to share.
Grace is an inflated raft that can submerge to the floor of a sea to save you.
Grace is the silver thread that stitches up the shreds of mangled souls.
Grace is the eye that finds us where it refuses, there, to leave us.
Grace calls the waitress to the table and sits her down to wash her feet.
Grace sees underneath the manhole on a street of self-destruction.
Grace is the air to draw a breath in the belly of a whale.
Grace is the courage to stand in the shamed wake of a frightful falling.
Grace is the only fire hot enough to burn down a living hell.
Grace waits with healing in His wings when we’re too mad to pray.
Grace is the gravity that pulls us from depravity.
Grace races us to the Throne when we make haste to repent and always outruns us.
Grace treats us like we already are what we fear we’ll never become.
Grace is the doorpost dripping red when the angel of death grips the knob.
Grace is the stamp that says Ransomed on a life that screams Ruined.
Grace sets a table before me in the presence of my enemy even when my enemy is me.
Grace is the cloak that covers the naked and the palm that drops the rock.
Grace is divine power burgeoning in the absence of all strength.
Grace proves God true and every self-made man a liar for the sake of his own soul.
Grace is the power to do what we cannot do for the Name of Christ to go where it has not been.
Grace is a room of a thousand mirrors, all reflecting the face of Christ.
The eye popping
Power of the Cross.
Jesus Christ, Grace Incarnate.
Copyright 2013 Beth Moore
The above was taken from the following link https://blog.lproof.org/2013/09/grace.html
There is also a simulcast recap from the event that can be viewed here https://blog.lproof.org/2013/09/living-proof-live-charleston-west-virginia-simulcast-recap.html
I wrote this poem 11 years ago for a contest that K-LOVE radio was having. I created a video to read and post to YouTube. You can see the video at the end of this post.
You ask me “Why Jesus?”
So here is my story
To thank him for what he’s done for me
And give him all the glory
I came before the Lord, broken & ashamed
My sins had made me dirty & left a crimson stain
But God in his infinite love already had a plan
To send his son to die on the cross
And save the souls of man
He welcomed me with open arms
And cleansed me, white as snow
His spirit is now within me
Wherever I may go
I found his promises are true
And his love will never cease
He is our counselor, mighty God
Everlasting Father & Prince of Peace
Tiffany Brown 2010
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