Children Of Faith Poem by Tess Rockenstire

No pain nor sorrow is the place will I be.
Far in the galaxy, pure beauty surrounds me
Angelic face of peace here I beheld
Voiceless voice in me hears thunder
The very being of the creator;
I hear his voice calling me.
Radiant face of the one calling, he stands;
With a smile he extend his hands,
To my surprised he is looking at me.
With tears in my eyes
I know the saviors’ loves me.
Doubt fled, with my staggering feet
I stood and confront the demons
My faith released,
All I know I am here to tell the rest,
The savior visited me in my sleep
To spread the news; “fear not my children”
I am he in your thunder, fear and pain,
I will come to rescue you,
Don’t forget who you are
Oh! Children of little faith.