Brokenness Made Beautiful

I thought I’d share a poem that my friend wrote… 🙂

~~~~Brokenness Made Beautiful ~~~~

Before I can be mended
I must first be humbled, broken, and bended
To live in newness “I” must die
Till in a still, submitted state my heart lies
Bowed in awe, bowed in reverence, and utter dependence
Self effort exhausted and drawn to true repentance
Humbled under God’s mighty, sovereign hand
Yielded to His will even when I don’t understand
Brokenness made beautiful!

It is a perplexity how God can renew that past been shattered
And pick up the pathetic pieces of a life, long been scattered
God doesn’t waste the pain, for life it all is gain
No cost for His love, and there’s no charge for His expertise
Only may His praise and honor in my heart increase
Brokenness made beautiful!

Brokenness brings wholeness and far exceeds the original design
For He makes from the debris something useful and divine
To be gathered by the Savior, rebuilt by my Tender Friend
Is to be formed in grace to what from the beginning for my life He did intend
Brokenness made beautiful!

When I am broken I know I cannot fix my own
Now the healing power of Jesus through my life has now been shown
What was torn has been rebuilt to more glorious than before
What now what is seen is beauty and ample is in store
This is, Brokenness Made Beautiful!

~Kaylene Mikels

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My Words–Poem

Have you ever felt like God couldn’t-or didn’t want to-hear you?  Here’s a poem I wrote that was inspired by such feelings…

My Words

O Jesus, my Saviour, Please, do you care?

O Father, my Friend, Are you really there?

My words just evaporate into thin air!

 

O Lord, you’ve promised my burden to bear

But just at the time when my load I’d share

My words just vanish into the air!

 

I’m crying, I’m crying but still I’m not found

These thoughts about You just spin round-n-round

And now my words just bounce on the ground!

 

I cried Lord for help; but it did not come

O Jesus, please give me Your Spirit just some!

But Lord at this moment my voice has gone dumb!

 

I give up just now-I’ve lost somehow

My voice will be quiet-My mind shall be silent

 

O My precious child, you now hear my voice

“Be still” is surely the very best choice

My words were drowned by all of your noise

 

Now come lay it down, and I’ll pick it up

And come to my table, together we’ll sup

With My Living Water I’ll fill your dry cup!

 

My Spirit you asked for, just open your heart

And My Holy Spirit of you will be part

On your tablet mind I’ll draw My best art

 

My child, don’t cry your Father is near

With Me by your side, you’ve nothing to fear

I’m talking to you! Now please, won’t you hear?

 

Dear Jesus, I’m sorry, I now understand

It’s not on my words but Yours I must stand

Now Saviour please guide me by Your precious hand

 

O Jesus, my Saviour, I’m sure that you care

O Father, my Friend, I know you are there

Your words won’t go into thin air!

I wrote this poem at midnight (almost exactly-one of those “I can’t sleep with this poem in my head!” nights…), May 20, 2011.  Rest assured God’s words will NEVER fail! And He hears our prayers…and ALWAYS answers, even if it’s not in the way we think He should answer.

Until next time,

Samantha

Poem copyright 2011 Samantha Edeliant