Photos ~ A Poem

Photos - by Sherri Langton

My most-prayed prayers are wallet-size:
photos for the Father's eyes,
in purse or pocket tucked away
till some stirred thought on a dreary day.
I forget, though,  when I pull one from its place,
He needs no detail of the face,
no inked reminder of the name
smudged on the back for lack of frame.
With cracked glossy finishes and corners torn
are prayers through intercession worn;
dearer to God for reflecting art
of capturing His cares through the lens of the heart.

My Thanks - A Poem

My Thanks

My thanks seems so small.

When I think of what you've done for me.

My mind cannot grasp it all.

Jesus died on the Cross for my sins.

And in my heart I let Him in.

He cleared away all the doubt and shame.

He took away my fear and pain.

For He died on the Cross for me that day,

And in my heart~ I confess, He did All...

there's nothing else I can do, but keep to the Cross and believe in Him.

For He paid for All my sin.

There's nothing more I can do....

but keep my trust and Love for you.   Jesus.

Amen!

written by Mary Smith, 2014