God Our Creator Poem by Rhodesse Fanche

In moments when life's burdens break you down,
Where shall you seek solace, a mending crown?
When crumbling walls surround you tight,
To whom shall you turn, in your darkest night?

When pain becomes a weight too much to bear,
Who offers comfort, a love beyond compare?
Carrying anger, frustration, and despair,
Whose guidance shall you seek, their wisdom rare?

Have you pondered the one who won't mock or jest,
When laughter surrounds you, leaving your soul distressed?
Have you considered the one who won't turn away,
When others abandon, leaving you in dismay?

God, the ever-present, shall never depart,
He mends the broken, soothing every heart.
The wounds He binds, with tender care,
Healing the brokenhearted, a love beyond compare.

A bicycle repaired in a car garage's domain,
Lacks the parts needed, an effort in vain.
Sometimes the mechanic lacks the needed skill,
Consider where hope lies, where answers distill.

Cease seeking solace from those who are broken,
For they, too, bear scars, words left unspoken.
Cease rushing to places that offer no peace,
Turn to God, the Creator, where all troubles cease.

For He knows you intimately, before your birth,
He holds the power to restore your worth.
With spare parts aplenty, His hands shall mend,
Making you whole, your brokenness transcend.

When hope seems elusive, the road lies ahead,
Turn to God's Word, where restoration is spread.
Hasten now, with faith as your guiding light,
God awaits, ready to make your spirit ignite.