Jul 2013
He smiles down on his searching children,
laughing in wonder
as they tangle themselves
in the webs of society.
He takes a moment,
smiles and untangles us,
and tells us again,
"I love you. Follow me."
Sometimes we do,
sometimes we wander off.
He is ever patient
and loves us the same.
He pleads with us,
"My child, I wish to show you
the way. Teach you to speak kindness,
teach you to celebrate happiness."
Are you listening?
Or are you lost?
Take a moment to pause.
Let him guide you.
Life will never be the same.
laughing in wonder
as they tangle themselves
in the webs of society.
He takes a moment,
smiles and untangles us,
and tells us again,
"I love you. Follow me."
Sometimes we do,
sometimes we wander off.
He is ever patient
and loves us the same.
He pleads with us,
"My child, I wish to show you
the way. Teach you to speak kindness,
teach you to celebrate happiness."
Are you listening?
Or are you lost?
Take a moment to pause.
Let him guide you.
Life will never be the same.
Inspired by reading the words he wanted me to find. A God guided poem. As the writer Og Mandino points out through one of his characters, sometimes we write the words of God.
Disclaimer: I am not insane. I just believe that sometimes he guides our hand, and upon reading through this, I give him credit for this message because I believe it to be beyond my typical capabilities.
Disclaimer: I am not insane. I just believe that sometimes he guides our hand, and upon reading through this, I give him credit for this message because I believe it to be beyond my typical capabilities.
