The Penitent's Pen
I knew that it was but a dream, yet what a dream I had,
For in the cosmic sleeping stream I sensed that I was sad.
There was this gnawing emptiness, this missing peace within,
A constant need that I confess all kinds of mortal sin...
My eyes upto the Heavens strayed, as if to seek God's word,
As in the dream I knelt and prayed, a miracle occurred.
Upon the sky one word appeared, red letters large and bold,
God's revelation, clouds had cleared, His message to behold.
That word was EASTER, nothing more, the Gospel to reveal,
To share God's royal pardon for a second chance to heal.
Thus Jesus filled my heart anew with love I'd never known
And then I asked what must I do that others could be shown...
A pen was placed into my hand, yet no-one stood nearby,
Then paper laid upon the land with ink in full supply
And so, with pen and paper there, I asked what should I write,
Then Jesus knelt with me in prayer to plead for new insight...
Christ told me secrets hid from Man that God declared to me,
That's how I wrote God had a plan, explained in prophecy.
On waking up, I searched to find the same pen I'd dreamt of
And bought an identical kind, this precious pen I love...
It didn't cost the Earth, my friend and yet it means so much,
What inspiration God can send to those that stay in touch.
God blesses me each time I write completely overawed...
That's why I hold this pen so tight, my lifeline to the Lord!
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We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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