Linda M. Crate- Two Poems

a never ending love 

 

He speaks in whispers

that we drown

in shouts

and protests and yearnings

to explore things

outside of Him,

and He let us because He gives

us the choice to follow,

and He's always there with open arms

no matter how many times we turn

away from Him;

He has a patience that never ends,

a love that never fails,

mercies that are unfathomable

oceans that drown me

in the conclusion that none of us really

deserve a friend like Him

because we let Him down but He never

does us, but He whispers

He loved us from the start and He 

won't stop even if we do.

He made me, me 

 

sometimes i wish i were brave

like esther,

but He tells me her trials are not my own

that i will know when i must 

follow His charge,

and He reminds bravery comes in

many forms;

sometimes it's not the raging lion,

but found in the gentle grace

of a dreamer

swallowing her fears, trusting that He will

help her gain success for He is the

author of the universe;

sometimes i wish i could bring down every

goliath that stands in my way,

but He tells me that i am not david

i have other gifts—

sometimes i wish i were anyone but me,

but He tells me even in my brokenness

i am His beautiful child,

and He made me perfectly just the

way i am that i ought not wish to be anyone

but a better person than i was yesterday

for i am not meant to be anything 

in His kingdom other than me.