The Sower of the Heart

Hi, everyone! I am entering a poetry contest that requires a sestina form poem. If you don't know what that is...look it up...all in all...its REALLY HARD to write! :P But, I did it...I had to write something based on the quote by Louisa May Alcott from Little Women, "Love is the greatest beautifier." I tried at first to write a nice little poem about a young girl growing up being loved by her Daddy and then getting married and getting prettier and prettier, etc. etc. It was a nice thought but then.......I thought, there will probably be a hundred other poems entered just like this! So then I racked my brain for a "different" approach. And then it hit me..."Christ's love is the greatest beautifier!! Without Christ's love...we are nothing!" So...this is what I came up with from that point of view. Tell me what you think!!

The Sower of the Heart

This land that lies before Him alone

Tis the heart of sinful man

The gospel is hidden in each seed that’s thrown

From His omnipotent, sovereign hand

Who will determine if it rests on soil or stone?

Only He, the Sower can

A marvelous work, indeed He can

Work, and He alone

He grows the seed, the Great God-Man

Turns into flesh that which was stone

He holds the power in his hand

To transform the seed He’s thrown

But not so fortunate are all He’s thrown

It is possible and they can

Fall on thorns or fall on stone

Thus is the fate of many a man

He can be eaten or choked if left alone

Tis sad for “the Kingdom is at hand”

Many lie safe in the Maker’s hand

Yet most His word have thrown

Away to indulge in the world of man

But soon they will be desolate and alone

They will call for help but no one can

Help the heart of stone

No one on earth can break the stone

There is but one Almighty hand

To grow believers, one alone

You can try to find His equal but you never can

He can grow a tree from the small seed thrown

He is so much greater than the god of man

Is it not beautiful what God does for man?

We never deserved to be changed from stone

Try to fathom His goodness if you can

His amazing love given to seeds just thrown

May we rest in the comfort of His caring hand

And trust in His love, His love alone!

He alone has given beauty to man!

We, thrown with love from Jesus’ hand!

Change the stone into flesh…only He can!

By: Allix Brunson

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Our Little Baby

God truly does send trials our way to try our faith...we thank Him for them...even though they are so hard to bear. My mother was VERY soon pregnant after her tubal reversal surgery that I wrote previously about...PRAISE GOD! But we found out last night that the baby is in the fallopian tube. To prevent the pregnancy from rupturing the tube...they had to give Mama two shots to "dissolve" the "pregnancy." It is very hard for us because...that, to us, means the shots will "kill" the "baby." But God is a SOVEREIGN and HOLY and JUST and MERCIFUL God. I could go on and on about how He has helped us during this time...but anyway...I ask that you would pray for us as we morn my baby sibling...even though we never got to meet them. This poem is in memory of our little treasure from Heaven given to us for only a remnant of time to love, pray for, and trust in God about. THANK YOU FATHER!! "The LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD. ~Job 1:21"

What a blessing is a baby!
What a blessing God has giv'n!
He has sent this precious Gift of Life
To us on Earth from Heaven

Such a jewel to love and pray for
Yet such a testing of our faith
Still such a beautiful child
Our Gracious God has made

To hold, to kiss, to thank the Lord
With babies, this we do
But sometimes God sends us a trial
That in providence we must go thru

Oh sweet child that we whispered to
And dreamed of future days
We praise God that you ever lived
But He moves in mysterious ways

Our dearest little baby
We thank God He gave you to us
Though we never got to meet you, love
We commend your soul to Jesus

by: Allix Brunson
5-5-09