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:

Elizabeth Young said...

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.

Anonymous said...

good one :-)
i like the message.

grammy said...

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...

Brian Miller said...

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

Jannie Funster said...

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

xo

Jennifer @ Studio JRU said...

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

Laura said...

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...

ayala said...

Lovely!

tiffany @ tea with tiffany said...

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

Vinay said...

Very beautiful image - childlike faith! Lovely!

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elegant.