Monday, December 31, 2012

A Dwindling Light

Sitting by the fire
Watching the flames grow higher and higher
 With this great light I cannot see
The small candle that is dwindling
By my side it stays
Long day after long day
So intrigued, fascinated at the flames
I do not see how I've turned away
Yet through this time, the fire grows dark
Bringing forth a great test, a test of the heart
And when the fire has blown away
The dwindling light is here to stay
It guides me through the cruel darkness of night
And at this time is even more bright
Then the fire that had lead me astray
This dwindling light had shown me the one way
And is here to stay forever and ever
One thing I know is that I will never
Turn my back on this dwindling light
With that I would now trust with my life

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

A Christmas Story: A Poem I Wrote


The Christmas Story




Once upon a time, there was a rich, spoiled girl,
Who had among her, many diamonds and pearls,
Whenever she asked for something, it was there,
yet with all her wealth, she had no kindness to spare
she didn't realize it yet, but she was on a search,
for something of a bigger, better worth,
something that gold and silver can't buy,
she didn't realize it, until another girl caught her eye,
the girl she saw shone as brightly as the sun
a quality that comes from only the attitude of God's son,
she served her heart with kindness and joy
the rich girl decided, her, she wanted to employ,
so she went over to her, with a nasty smirk,
saying, "At my palace, you will work"
The girl stared at her, her face looking amused,
"I'm sorry," she said, "I think you're confused
I have to stay here, my father is sick,
If I left to your palace, the results would be tragic,”
The rich girl had no sympathy, you could see it in her eyes,
she glared and her, and gave her a reply,
"I want you at my palace, and I want you there now!
so be there tomorrow, and maybe I'll allow,
you to visit you father, once a while,"
She had on her face, a sick, cruel smile,
and continued on saying her mean threat, "And if you refuse,
what would happen to you would not be good news,"
The nice girl, knew that the other was a person of power,
that she could make you miserable, in less than an hour
so the next day at the palace, the kind girl was there,
hoping, she's left her dad, with great care,
the rich girl said, “Come and sit by this Christmas tree,
from you I want to hear a Christmas story”
the nice girl took a deep breath and said
“Okay, here it goes, I'll go right ahead
Jesus was born in a manger fast asleep
Laying next to the horses and sheep
Mary and Joseph looked at him in awe
That little baby was a king that they saw
And all through the night a bright star shone
To show three wise men where to go
Bringing each a gift of myrrh, frankincense, and gold
For the newborn king to behold
An angel came during the night
And said to Joseph "Do not fright
But go to Egypt, and stay there and hide
For baby Jesus, King Herod has spied"
The rich girl questioned "What? Who is this guy?
what is this all about a bright star in the sky,
I want to know how, and I want to know why!"
The nice girl smiled, and then replied,
"Well, Jesus, our king, he had no pride,
He layed his life down at this earth,
and showed everybody how to find our life's worth
he was tortured when he died,
and although he was a king,he made a great sacrifice
to us, people who don't deserve his grace
but not only that, he loves us, he accepts us, and to us, he embraces
So please, follow me in my fellowship with Jesus,
He is somebody who will come and lead us
And take of us, the sheep of his pasture,
your life with gold and riches, will all pass, your
life with Jesus will always last!"
The rich girl thought, she thought with care
and finally said, "You said He will always be there
and that He loves us, and for us he would even die
I think maybe I'll give it a try,
right now, you shouldn't be here!
Go to your father, and to him be near,
what you have shown me during this time,
shows that my whole entire life has been a crime,
Do you think He'll accept me, do you think he loves me?
I have been so wrong, maybe if I plea
He'll take me to be, His beloved child,
do you think he'll accept me, or say I am too wild?"
The nice girl said without hesitation,
“Yes, He loves you, and even this entire sinful nation
the sins that you've committed he'll forgive
and you, my friend will always live
Just bow your head down, and give him a prayer,
My friend, trust me, he's already there!"
With that she left to see her father
leaving the rich girl, alone and unbothered,
the next day when she saw her, she was bright as the sun,
and the nice girl could tell, what Jesus had done.