Feast Of Love Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

FEAST OF LOVE

I prepared My Lord a sandwich
Two hands together, filled with prayer,
And as I knelt down on my knees
Inner feelings did I bare.

To Him, I gave a feast of love...
One that He first gave to me.
A feast filled to overflowing,
Unveiled, for all to see.

And when my heart was emptied,
My Lord filled that emptiness with Love,
Sharing all the beauty of life
That He has stored there up above.

And when I asked to go with Him,
He blessed me and was gone,
And I heard this from the clouds above
Your work here is not done...

Time marches on!

Now each day, when I feel weary,
I take heed of those words He's said
And bare to him, my feelings,
Giving my hands to Him....as bread.

And when our meal is finished
And our time of prayer is done,
I feel this fullness in my heart
And I know His blessing is won.........

Time marches on!


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt

3-1-07


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