This Friday I will have a guest post on Melinda Todd’s blog, “Trailing After God“. I hope you will stop by Melinda’s blog and catch a read as well as Melinda’s writings which are very real. I have been very blessed to be introduced to The LeadHer organization which connects Christian Women’s blogs. You really need to check their webpage and Facebook page.
Today I thought I would post a poem I wrote almost 20 years ago after spending a weekend retreat with the women in my then Sunday School class. This was a class of women only–some married–some not. What they all had in common was they were either married to a spouse who did not or would not attend church with them or they had been single for quite sometime praying for God’s choice for them.
This retreat was a chance for me to get to know these women who had opened up their arms to me with much love. The evening program would consist of testimonials and when I heard some of them I saw how God had taken them from the deep pits of tragic painful lives to women who were seeking God with all their hearts–including myself. After I got home from that weekend I was compelled to write this poem.
As I looked around the room at the many faces
I caught a glimpse of God’s many graces.
The events in their lives they all would tell
might sound like a movie made in hell.
It did not matter if they were young or old
they all shared some pain in their lives as told
But how could they sit there and laugh
in spite of life’s hard knocks and awful bites?
The love of Jesus was in that place
You could see His hands upon their face
The love of Jesus had created a tie
That all these women could not deny
For it matters not how many the years
And it matters not how many the tears
God’s love enabled these women to survive
For it’s by His grace they are alive