Showing posts with label Forgiveness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Forgiveness. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Oceans


Ocean, photo by Victor, from Flickr, Creative Commons

This National Poetry Month I will be posting a sequence of poems, written last year and this year, for others in a series called Giving Poetry. In this series, people request a poem using a title, specific words, concepts, or ideas. After writing the poem, I send it to them, posting it on Facebook and on my blog. This is Giving Poetry.

Concept: oceans

I love the ocean. It is never ending, reminding me of God’s love for us.

Oceans: for Fay Love

The vastness of the oceans
spread wide as arms
open in longing for embrace.
The peaceful shoreline welcoming,
the silent breeze whispering His love,
the depths swallow—all forgiving.
As far as the east is from the west,
as wide as the current’s tide,
as deep as the oceans,
God’s love and forgiveness abides.


© April 3, 2016, Robbie Pruitt


“Once again you will have compassion on us. You will trample our sins under your feet and throw them into the depths of the ocean!” –Micah 7:19, NLT

“As far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.” –Psalm 103:12, NIV

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Healing Words


The Whisper, Photo by Brian Smithson, from Flickr, Creative Commons

This National Poetry Month I will be posting a sequence of poems, written last year and this year, for others in a series called Giving Poetry. In this series, people request a poem using a title, specific words, concepts, or ideas. After writing the poem, I send it to them, posting it on Facebook and on my blog. This is Giving Poetry. 

Healing words

Healing Words: for Marcy


Healing words
They breathe life
Like balm and salve
They soothe
Nurturing the soul
Encouraging
They extol
Nurturing
They make us whole


© February 5, 2015, Robbie Pruitt

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

What Love Does

Rose Man, photo by Peachy Weasel from Flickr

What Love Does

Her timid laugh
Only perpetuated
My insecurities.
Like a shy little puppy dog
I stood there, rose in hand,
Seeking forgiveness,
Because that’s what love does.


© April 4, 2013, Robbie Pruitt