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This is the essence of fear.
It is weak, it is not holy.
While fear is natural, and there is no shame in feeling it,
it is not strong.
It whispers to us in the dark and hides its face in the light.
Nothing holy shrouds itself in disgrace when illuminated by the light.
This is the reason why Satan and his cunning whispers of fear flee in the presence of God,
because they do not belong where God treads.

-Rhia Clay
God says I am worthy, and so I am...

-Rhia Clay
Simple yet powerful words express that God loves us, and His love is enough. Growing up, I always felt as though there was a void in my life. However, as I drew closer to God, that void was filled, and my heart was also filled with His love. Many people have made me doubt my self-worth, but through my relationship with God, I came to understand how incredibly worthy we all are. I will never doubt my self-worth again. God loves each of us so deeply, without exception and without pause.
When I see no way out,
I cling to my father.
When I believe I cannot see God,
I quiet my soul until I feel him.

-Rhia Clay
Hanna Jul 14
Cry
You are not alone

I'll listen until your tears give out

You're safe and sound

I swear that I won't let down

What's hurting you

I feel it too

I mean it when I say

When you cry

I cry with you
Hanna Jul 14
You stand before me
Calling my name ever so gently
For you see this brokenheart
In need of mending

Within me lies your love
You reassure me of all I can be
You say it's only you and me
You only need to believe

Let go of fears
Let go of doubts
For this is not
What my love is about

I'll lift you high
And send your heart soaring
I'll reveal your one true calling

Dearest one
Cry no more
Rejoice and listen
To my voice

I'll calm the storm
I'll keep you safe and warm
Nothing to fear
I am always here

So be glad
And take my hand
And I will guide you
To the promised land.
John Doe Jul 11
Whatever name you bear, wherever you may be
Know in my suffering, I thought oft of thee
I may never meet you, may never know your smile
Such grieving thoughts, my heart cannot reconcile

I could dally in fantasy, but it would never be true
It might numb my aching, but it would never be you
I dwell in the pain, in the fear and unease
so one day I may sit with you, under the shade of trees

In the silence of spring morning, grass glistening from rain
There need be said nothing, for our eyes would make plain
the fulfillment of aching, the two joined in one
a foretaste of mystery, the Church and the Son.

For here as I'm writing, in my doubt and my grief,
I write this meager poem, to hold firm to belief,
that God may bring us hither, so that you might here see
knowing the depth of my love for you, and the prayers made for thee.
A knight's prayer
In the depths of depression,  
when the world feels heavy,  
a small gesture,  
a warm smile,  
can lift the weight.  

Offer a hand,  
share a moment,  
plant a seed of kindness  
in someone else's heart.  

In giving, we find light,  
as the darkness loosens its grip,  
and together,  
we rise,  
woven in the simple threads  
of compassion.
I've found that when I'm feeling EXTREMELY depressed it really helps to first, list out loud 12 things I'm thankful for (anything from my bed, to my parents, friends, roof over my head...a person could list hundreds if you thought hard enough) also I try to think of something nice to do for someone. Anyone. I've found it sometimes more rewarding to anonymously bless someone. I dunno, if you can use these suggestions to your benefit, than please do...it seriously helps me, at least for a while, when I'm extremely low. 🤷
I thank God for continued healing.
I have had to yield and allow my body to endure the hurt, releasing my ego more times than I can remember.
Though I have been saved and revitalized countless times.
There is healing in this rain, and growth flourishes in his presence.
Joy flows through like water through a dam, released through prayer and faith.
God has never lost sight of me, even when I could no longer find myself.
No words can measure my thanks.
Still, I raise my hands in praise anyway.

-Rhia Clay
Lia G Jul 6
To take or not to take
To change or forever be?
Never know til you take a step,
Trying better than regret.

The open window lay,
A calling to be heard,
The heart drumming to a beat,
It aches to learn.

Fear comes creeping in,
You halt and dare not sin.
You live the same,
day in and out.

Trap inside the same routine,
Too much doubt and insecurities.
You put a limit, on ability.
Believe my friend and you will see.

We need not great strength,
Wisdom or wealth.
Just a piece of courage,
Belief and help.

A leap of faith,
To trust our God
In this journey we take,
He holds us up.

He takes our hand,
And guides our hearts,
Harsh may He teach,
Like a father to his son.

He loves us so,
We need not fear,
For the journey ahead
Tis already clear,

He gave us His son,JESUS CHRIST.
Through Him there is the way,
The truth and the life.
So believe dear friends and do not die.
I write poems for fun, what do you guys think? :D
7/5/2025
That moment when your strength gives out and God's strength begins.  
There are not enough words to describe that beauty.
There are not enough words to call it by name.
That moment when Jesus sits with you as you hold your pain in your hands,
and you give it to him,
because it's heavy.  
And you feel the love fill your heart so full you think surely your heart cannot contain it.
That's love.
That's the only name I can give it that feels right.

-Rhia Clay
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