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By Faith


By Faith

A poem inspired by the story and faith of a women named Rahab, recorded in the Bible.

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Your Will Be Done?

‘Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done…’ But wait, I say the words but I don’t echo them in my heart.   You see, Its easy to say ‘your will be done’ when God’s will is exactly the same as ours, But what if his will is…

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And yet…

I gain consciousness slowly, lifting myself out of the comfy darkness of deep slumber, a few brief seconds of still and harmless peace before reality falls over me, pressing at my skin. How could I have forgotten? The power of the grief that hits me is so overwhelming that, within seconds of waking, tears threaten…

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He gives…

I see my room. I see a book on the floor, an empty mug on the bedside table. Slowly I become aware of myself. Slowly the memory clears in my mind. I remember the cup of tea, the book that I was reading. I rub my eyes several times and reach around for my glasses.…

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At the Valley’s Edge

She had walked many valleys just like this one. She knew this sort of darkness, knew the feeling or, more precisely, fear, that she would never make it back up on to level ground. But she had forgotten how awful it could be. How dense the darkness could be. She remembered the engulfing blackness only…

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Slow Falling

It was a slow process, for her, a gradual sinking rather than a dramatic fall. So slow that it might escape your notice, as it did hers, until you’re knee deep, waist deep, chest deep in the mud. It was the mundane things that were crumbling, no dramatic change. The hands on the clock grew…

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In the Shadow of Your Wings

Curled up on the sofa, I gazed out at the little bit of visible sky that I could see from my typical urban London flat. The building stood solid and firm as the traffic rushed by, every day, and every night. It was never quite dark here. The lights of the cars and the lampposts…

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‘On those living in the land of deep darkness…’

It was dark. Very dark. The darkest of darks. It was as if there was nothing there. The very air itself cast a black blanket around her. It surrounded her, engulfed her. It was suffocating her. She felt the thickness of the darkness, her own breathing muffled so much that she could barely hear herself,…

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Blotted Ink

‘The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it’ – John 1:5 ———————- Blotted ink runs ceaseless, floods the page with dye, Blackened clouds darken melancholy sky. The pain she knew too well Now shadowed her with fear, As the striking cold drew near. ——- Yet through all the darkness, one…

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Your Love Broke Through

‘Why have I found favour in your eyes that you should take notice of me, a foreigner?’ – Ruth 2.10 ————————- With gentle eyes you took my fear, A candlelight you called me home, A single flame you held me near, In darkest hour your light shines near, I’ll never be alone. ——- Through broken…

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Under His Wings

‘He will cover you with his feathers and under his wings you will find refuge’ – Psalm 91:4 —————————- Amongst the blue of open sky, Two wings of a lonely bronze. A foreigner in lands unknown, A lost call, echoing, gone. — The feathers fall, the feathers rise With delicate fluttering, They hesitate, in trembling…

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