Wednesday, April 20, 2011

The Gift

He extends the gift
with hands marred and opened wide.
The two-fold gift contained in one,
life forever, life now.

I fumble for payment,
something to offer
for such priceless treasure,
something worthy of
such love.

He asks only faith
without trappings;
No ticking off the lists
of works,
No seeking to search out His judgements,
No striving to plumb the
depths of unfathomable ways.

Simple, child-like
faith.

Blessings,
Linda

linking to One Stop Poetry today

11 comments:

  1. How true Linda, there is nothing we can offer Him - He did it ALL at Calvary! Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem today and have a truly annointed Easter.

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  2. good one :-)
    i like the message.

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  3. loved the lines
    how often do I sleep when I should pray
    run when I should stand. (o:
    Loved todays too....
    thanks for penning your words...

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  4. the greatest gift one can receive but only if they bend their will...very nicely played and apropo for the season...

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  5. Happy Easter! The message is forgiveness and faith indeed. Faith of a child, and so much love He offers, infinite love.

    xo

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  6. Beautiful Linda! He extends the gift. I love that!

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  7. I especially like the image of fumbling for payment--something to offer. Don't we do that? Just try and try to even it out. It can't be done. Accepting grace has been the single most liberating act I have ever chosen.

    Beautiful, Linda! Happy Easter, sweet friend. Sunday is coming...

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  8. How freeing to know we need child-like faith alone. :) Love this.

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  9. Very beautiful image - childlike faith! Lovely!

    My One Shot

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