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Miracles of Love
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Miracles of Love

 

Spending one’s self on love and care

Washing another’s feet

Praying for sinners everywhere

Making one’s joy complete

 

To see another turn their face

Renouncing sin and shame

Bowing heads in search of grace

Praying in Jesus’ name

 

No eye has seen no ear has heard

No flesh can comprehend

When souls embrace God’s Living Word

Through Christ their Lord and friend

 

Spiritual depths so long unseen

Darkness gives way to Light

Heaven awaits the chosen queen

Arrayed in brilliant white

 

Such is the privilege, such the thrill

To hear new birth’s cheers

To see first hand The Father’s will

Removing doubts and fears

 

When solemn faces turn to smiles

When laughter fills the air

When dancing up and down the aisles

Brings sights beyond compare

 

Salvation’s such a wondrous thing

A miracle of love

Watching a soul both cry and sing

To Christ enthroned above

 

No wedding gown is on display

No ring of gold the bride

Magnificent though is every day

When Jesus reigns inside.....


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Submitted: Saturday, October 3, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, October 4, 2015

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.


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