Please Give Me

Please Give Me 1/15/12

Please give me

Faith unstoppable

In Your

Power,

Proclaiming boldly

I'm redeemed.

Please give me

Joy unspeakable

In Your

Presence,

Undeniably flooded

With rejoicing.

Please give me

Peace unshakeable

In Your

Arms,

Without fear

Of tomorrow.

Please give me

Confidence unmovable

In Your

Timing,

Patiently waiting

With trust.

Please give me

Hope emboldened

In Your

Strength,

Fully surrendered

To You.

Please give me

Life immersed

In Your

Love,

Totally filled

With You.

~ZA

Copyright © 2012 Ophelia M. Flowers

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Past

       Lately I've been pondering time. . .the Past, the Present, and especially the Future. . . and how God works outside of time to put all the pieces together.

Past  1/7/12

The past is behind us, lost to time;

It slips through the fingers

Never to be regained.

We sometimes flippantly use time

Then bemoan

The fact it is lost in past.

Why cry over spilt milk?

What is done

Is done

And it can not fully be reversed.

We sometimes hide from past

Because shadows

Are within it.

Why do we fully believe it defines us?

What is done,

Is done

And we are to move onward,

In step with our Lord.

The past is gone, but not fully lost

For some remember and learn

From what is behind them,

Instead of dismissing it,

Or shying from it.

We can not regain what was,

So let us look back;

Not to regret our past,

But to remember

That it is the beginning of what lies ahead.

For as twisted as the past may be,

Or as dark as the future can look,

God is within them

Both.

~ZA

Copyright © 2012 Ophelia M. Flowers

Life

The first two lines of this poem popped into my head out of the blue yesterday. Well, not totally out of the blue, since I was pondering essence and poetry. Why Essence Mapping Is Poetry.

Compared to some poems I've read, I don't think this poem is very essencey in general. I'm not even sure if I could even do essence "right", but it was fun just to try and think in those terms. Whether I wrote anything with "essence" or not, I did write, so I'm pleased. To God be the glory.

 Life  2/5/12

Time is an elusive thing,

Like a mist in early spring.

Dancing onward without pause,

Easily wasted without cause.

Past is a shadowed dream,

Partially retained as a flickering beam.

Remembered thoroughly by few,

Lost and drying as the dew.

Present is a battle ground,

Unsure of where in life I'm bound.

Wondering when is called retreat,

Or if the enemy shall cry defeat.

Future is a mountain high,

An ocean under midnight sky.

Uncertain questions at what will be,

Are useless as counting stars we see.

Hope is an enlightening ray,

Breeze that chases clouds away.

Breaking forth in blessed peace,

Reminding for our fears to cease.

Life is all these and more,

Hear the call upon Heaven’s Shore.

For as we stand in time to wait,

Our Lord's choices are not late.

~ZA

Copyright © 2012 Ophelia M. Flowers

Legacy

I think legacy is important for us to think about as Christians. God can use us to touch people without us being aware of it, and we must live with the knowledge of that. Our actions and words matter. When we die what will be remembered about us throughout generations? 

My prayer is that if I am remembered for anything, it will be I loved my God, and tried my best to honor Him. I hope God uses me to bless even just one person who will fear Him and continue to show His glory; that is the legacy I want to leave.

 Legacy 1/17/12

One day I'll be no more.

I'll stand upon Your shore.

What legacy will I leave?

Who will carry on what I believe?

One day my crown I'll cast,

Before Your throne at last.

Who will remember me?

What will my legacy be?

One day I'll return to dust,

As human I know I must.

Will anyone know my name?

Will anything I do remain?

I'll be remembered for a time,

Then I'll be forgotten as this rhyme.

Does it matter what I do?

The answer lies in You.

I won't be remembered many years,

No one will contemplate my fears.

My life purpose is Your honor due,

When I die may all remember You.

'Cause when my eyes close in death,

And I've taken my last breath,

The one thing I'll leave behind, it's true,

Are the lives I've touched through You.

~ZA

This song sums up a lot of what I want to be.

I want to leave a legacy.

Copyright © 2012 Ophelia M. Flowers