Come as a Child
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
O, that the meekness of a child might somehow be my own!
My heart would never turn from Thee to find my way alone.
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O, that the meekness of a child might somehow be my own!
My heart would never turn from Thee to find my way alone.
Earth moves and mankind trembles,
rocked by fear of the unknown.
The mountains shift beneath our feet,
displacing sand and stone.
Mother, may I ask why God allows such awful things?
Surely His hand could stay the devastation terror brings.
He made the mighty waters and the vast, eternal skies;
no living creature falls to earth unseen before His eyes.
Familes Are Forever
“Families Are Forever,”
says the sign upon our wall.
I look at it and smile because
I love mine, one and all.
Faith is a simple, splendid thing:
the substance of things that are not seen,
the evidence that hope is real,
the choice to trust in what we feel.
Man and woman.
Heaven’s grace
reaching, touching
altar’s lace.
I am not comfortable with war
and yet, through history,
the proof that battles must be fought
is starkly clear to me.
The gift is blood and sacrifice
to free us all from sin.
The prize is God’s own kingdom,
ours to shun or enter in.