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The Hand
by Jennifer Molloy Romans 8:15-16 15 For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, "Abba! Father!" 16 The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, My sweet Lord my only refuge from life's storm (The following poem was written about a near death experience that happened to me when I was around eight years old. I was in the ER room because of an asthma attack and was given a drug that caused an instant allergic reaction that sent me into convulsions. I am reminded of this experience because I am having a hard time with my asthma and had to be rushed to the hospital where they discovered a lung infection. As I write this I am having pain in my right lung and it is still uncomfortable to breathe sometimes but I am getting better. It is a scary feeling not being able to breathe but it is comforting to remember what happened when I was just eight years old. The memory of those events always reminds me of how faithful the Lord has been to me. Because he reached out to me as a child who could not begin to comprehend who or what he was but he was there to give comfort, love and to be a true and present help in my time of need) I remember as a little girl in the hospital emergency room the doctors gave me a drug and I felt the impending doom the panicked feeling that something was wrong than the lights went out and everything was completely gone I felt like I was falling down a well and I could see nothing all around than suddenly I heard a voice say, I got you you'll be alright, than sweet peace was found I had the sensation of being held in a giant hand A pleasant place, warm and comfy I seemed to land Now I became aware of voices in the emergency room a long way off it sounded like a lot of commotion but I was lost in the peaceful world of love stored in this hand I thought again what a safe warm and comfy place to land I never questioned the voice or the hand, I just enjoyed what it had to give On entering that place all fear was gone, I never questioned if I'd live I could hear the emergency room voices clearer now and I heard someone say she's coming back I did not know how long I was gone, but I knew that I had met the Lord that's a fact Than the lights came on, and I could see, I was back in the emergency the doctor said how do you feel with urgency I never told them about the hand I just told them all that I was fine At eight I did not know how to tell them, I was with my Lord divine Now as an adult and I am really scared, I think of that moment back in time And I remind myself, that I will never be alone, the Lord is with me always And I can cry out to Him, to take the fear away and ask Him to lead me all my days I have the chance to tell the world, that the Lord is completely real And He loves us no matter what we`ve done,where we've gone or how we feel All you have to do, is confess that you need Him and invite him in, ask Him to reveal Himself to you so your journey can begin Take on faith and believe, that His Son Jesus died for you So you would not be alone, in a sin sick world, even in death He will come through And guide you to eternal life it`s true Please don`t wait to accept this gift, we don`t how long we have in life He gives us all free will to choose and now the time is ripe For the Lord won`t force us to accept this precious gift that protects us all from facing hardship all alone even in death he wont let you fall All to many will die alone and it`s really such a waste That so many will leave this place and never seek his face Contact me at [email protected] I am a freelance writer and poet that writes poetry and commentary on my christian life. I live in northern Ont. on a small hobby farm with my husband and an assortment of dogs, cats,horses,donkey and goats. I write to glorify my savior. blog:godspoetbychoice Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |