Ready, Get Set, Grow! Poem by Denis Martindale

I paced the room in my hotel,
Not knowing what to do,
I felt as if I were in Hell,
She'd gone yet gave no clue...
The love we shared, as good as gold,
Until the day she went,
With dark despair still there to hold
Of all the gifts she sent...

I saw a Bible was nearby,
Its cover beckoned me,
Perhaps there was a reason why,
These lost loves had to be...
When hearts divide and separate
From closeness they once shared,
Dismiss the chance to celebrate,
As if they'd never cared...

The Bible's spine was firm indeed,
Gold lettering so neat,
Perhaps God's message I should heed,
Or I'd stay incomplete...
The Bible didn't weigh that much,
It felt good in my hand,
As if it welcomed human touch,
As if it all were planned...

Gold leaf was shining on each edge,
To signify its worth,
For its wisdom, truth and knowledge
Had spread across the Earth...
Yet here was I, the loneliest,
More than I'd ever been,
In need to find the holiest,
Jesus the Nazarene...

The Bible's back explained God's Word,
From Genesis to now,
The way God's Son the people stirred,
Yet crowned upon His brow,
To die upon a callous cross
A long, long time ago...
And yet He died for us because
It was our chance to grow...

I opened up just anywhere
And laid upon the bed,
Yet felt no need to say a prayer,
Just read a bit instead...
But something changed inside my heart,
A miracle of grace,
That simply tore my world apart,
As something new took place...

That was the day my heart was warmed,
When God became so real,
When suddenly I felt transformed,
As if Christ's words could heal...
The pain I held had disappeared,
By midnight it was gone,
As if the cobwebs had been cleared
Now that I loved God's Son...

From that night on, my life was His,
To lead me here and there,
The former life no more to miss,
Not while He hears my prayer...
For He revealed such prophecies,
I know God's Word is true,
To find God's wonders never cease,
Is now my prayer for YOU...


Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2013.