When sickness comes
And we are on the wings of pain
Don't lose hope
consider these as blessings in your life
For when we are on trials
It is when we are close
to the bleeding heart of the Mighty One
Don't despair
trust God's guiding hands
His healing touch and love
and a gentle and comforting peace
will ease the burden
of the cross we bear
He knows what is best for us
In His own precious and perfect time
from Sandra Fowler..here's the message: How unfortunate there should be any question raised about such an inspiring poem. But, perhaps, the'questioner meant well. I believe that 'bear' is correct here. Do you know the old hymn, 'Must Jesus Bear the cross Alone? ' that is a wonderful example of the use of the word as you have it. Have a great poetry day. Love, SandraX
from Sandra Fowler..here's the message: How unfortunate there should be any question raised about such an inspiring poem. But, perhaps, the'questioner meant well. I believe that 'bear' is correct here. Do you know the old hymn, 'Must Jesus Bear the cross Alone? ' that is a wonderful example of the use of the word as you have it. Have a great poetry day. Love, SandraX
When I think of love, I don't think of just pleasant, happy things, but I believe that true love must be sacrificial involving struggle, pain, suffering, or whatever you might want to call it. I think your poem bears that out. I also think that maybe we should write not just with words but with images. Our words can and do simultaneously involve images and meanings, but this might be accomplished effectively by the spelling of words. When I was in High School and had to write a story for my English exam, afterwards I remembered that I wrote 'with his bear hands' because I was thinking that his hands were as strong as a bear even though I intended to write 'with his bare hands'. My nephew in the second grade colored the sun black and the teacher remarked that the sun was not black. I suppose she would have told that famous painter that he should not have painted the cow blue. I am glad that your poem is not bare of lofty and deep meaning.
I fellt that you were lead by the hand of Christ on the writing of this piece. You have made it so clear. God Bless, Linda
bear our cross....very great message our cross is not as heavy as Jesus' cross... there's no reason for us to carry it.... Holy Week is coming again.... The saving Blood... Jesus our Savior...very inspiring and make us commemorate how Jesus died Thank you for the great message... LOvelots, Maia Maia
This lovely little poem is a beautiful reflection of your faith in God Meggie.10
An inspirational reminder of our limits. God rings so many bells we fail to listen to... Thanks, Meggie, shine on.
God can be a day late.......but he is always on time.... sometime we are praying for something...he knows our needs before us... when he has already set our prayers into motion..... even before we pray.... I can say this because he sent me......You..... ONCE AGAIN A DIVINE POETRY YOU WRITE.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poem of wisdom..to have faith to GOD..a simile...that we carry on whatever difficulty we have and trust GOD that someday this burden will ease...nice conjoined words into poetic verses of wisdom...10