Love Is
©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson
an adaptation of 1 Cor. 3:4-8
image by Christopher Beloch on Unsplash
Love is patient.
Love is kind.
Love lives on
in heart and mind.
Poems about Christ
These poems about Christ are among my favorites, for writing them has brought me closer to Him. God gives good gifts, and I am grateful for His presence in each day. May these poems, focused on the Savior’s life, mission and example, communicate His love to everyone who scrolls through them. If you are specifically looking for Christmas Poems or Easter Poems, feel free to click directly on either category. (Please request permission to use my poems about Christ by email before using, and be sure to include full copyright information on every copy. For internet use, a link back to the poem on this site is required.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson
Without You
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Mariana B on Unsplash
I thought the holidays would be
a time of grief and misery,
a stark reminder of our loss,
a multiplying of the cost.
God Watches Out for Me
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Art by David Bowman
In ways I cannot always see,
I know God watches out for me––
His loving instinct to protect
expressed as I might not expect.
Easter Means More
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Pisit Heng on Unsplash
Easter means more to those who know
the echo of a voice unheard,
the sound of silence in the air,
the loss that leaves no parting word.
What Will We Give?
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image from churchofjesuschrist.org
The Savior in Gethsemane
consumed our sins on bended knee,
took every sorrow, every loss
and broke them on the rough-hewn cross.
The Path of Peace
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by TJ Holowaychuk on Unsplash
I love those peaceful moments of the heart,
when mind and spirit finally run free,
the fleeting moments, seldom set apart,
when every soul is stilled to breathe, to be.
Sharing the Burden
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jackson David on Unsplash
When my burden seems overlarge,
I flatter myself that I’m in charge.
Yet every cross was borne before
by One who comprehends much more
of trial and sorrow, grief and pain,
than I could ever hope to gain.
The Fall from Grace
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Eric Ward on Unsplash
When I look in and cannot hide
the emptiness that reigns inside,
I wonder what has altered me,
erasing hues I used to see.