Happy Valentine’s Day!!! As you can see, I’ve got a poem that I want to share with you! But before I share it with you, I wanted to tell you guys how it came about. 🙂
Friday evening I was sitting at my computer thinking, “I’d really like to write a poem.” Thing is, poems don’t come as naturally to me as stories or blog posts. Even if I sometimes have a specific topic I’d like to write about, I can stare at the blinker on a blank Word Doc screen for half an hour (or longer, depending on how badly I want to do this) and have nothing to show for it.
Except sometimes. Usually when I least expect it. I’ll be writing in my journal, lying in bed trying to get to sleep, typing randomly or whatever the case may be, and suddenly I’ll get the words for the first verse. Then the second. The third. Tweak, edit, make it right–and then it’s done. I have myself a poem.
Ha, it doesn’t happen all the time. I’ve written four poems now like this in the past…year and a half? But just the way it happens–sudden and simple and easy… it never ceases to amaze me! I call these poems God Poems. Just like the poem below, just like the poem I posted for y’all months ago, just like everything I write, it was God-inspired.
And that’s basically what happened Friday night! I didn’t finish it that night; I worked on it off and on throughout Saturday (it was hard. Rhyming is hard! Don’t underestimate the rhyming!) and then I finished it. We finished it.
So I guess what I’m trying to say here guys, is that what I write isn’t just by me. In fact, it’s not by me at all! These are the words that God put on my heart; that the Ultimate Writer told me to put down on paper. (Or on a Word Doc, haha!) Without God, there’d be no such thing as letters or words or sentences–let alone stories and poems! So all the glory for this poem, really needs to go to God. The One Who inspired it all. I’m just the one with the pen.
And I wanted to–or maybe it was God who wanted me to–share it with you. Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone. Whether you’re single or married or in a relationship, never, ever forget that there’s Someone who loves you so much, no matter what. (John 15:13* and Romans 5:8**) And more than anything: you don’t need to measure up to the world’s standards. Because God loves you, so much that He died for you, you are enough, just the way you are, for Him. ❤
Blessings and love,
*There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. ~John 15:13 (NLT)
**But God showed how much he loved us by having Christ die for us, even though we were sinful. ~Romans 5:8 (CEV)
Enough by God and Emma
She yearns for love,
For someone to hold her and call her their own;
To feel special and cherished,
And know that she’s enough.
She forgets that true love comes from above;
From the King who sits on His throne.
That the true act of love was when He perished,
By his death she was pulled out of the rough.
Her tears fall for the times when she was pushed aside,
And told she wasn’t the best she could be.
Her heart aches because she isn’t up to par;
She doesn’t know how to change their mind.
But the King of the Universe draws her near to His side;
He whispers in her ear, “You’re perfect to me,
I love you just the way you are.
Everything about you is beautiful, just the way I designed.”
The whispered words she protests and denies,
But He doesn’t let go, He loves her forever;
The King’s precious girl, she’s His for good,
Even when she doesn’t recognize it.
He hugs her tight and keeps on talking, “Don’t listen to the lies,
Just come as you are and never,
Never think I won’t accept you; I love you like no one ever could.
My love for you will never change, not even a little bit.”
She wants to believe,
Wants to know the love she’s been refused.
She relaxes and listens to,
Not the lies of the world, but to the King’s voice.
“I’ve heard the prayers you’ve prayed,
I’ve seen the hurt you’ve excused.
Listen to Me when I say that you,
Bring Me the greatest of joys.”
“Your name is on the palm of my hand,
Daughter, you are my treasured possession.
When people tell you otherwise,
You have to know,
My thoughts of you are more than the grains of sand;
I’ve freed you from sin’s oppression.
Lift your eyes, my girl, lift your eyes
And see, I love every part of you, from your head to your toes.”
Her heart is filling with the truths He’s given,
She’s being held and called His own,
Told that she’s special and cherished.
And by His grace, by His love, she knows that she is enough.
Enough to be loved, enough to live a life forgiven
She’s enough for the King on His throne,
Who saw her broken and said, “I died for you,
because I love you, to make you Mine.
And my daughter, because of that, you are enough.”