A Poem by Julie Clark | Preparation & Hope for Hard Times
Hope always raises its head again
Even after disappointment
The alternative is too bleak
Despair helps no one
The soul longs to hope and believe
That good will overcome evil
Hope always raises its head again
Even after disappointment
The alternative is too bleak
Despair helps no one
The soul longs to hope and believe
That good will overcome evil
Even in a pandemic You can be kind You can listen You can learn You can watch as the sun sets Changing the…
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Suddenly His light bursts through the gloom.
He whispers, “I am doing a new thing.”
We haven’t been here before but He has.
This did not catch Him by surprise.
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“Arms to the side,
widen the road to my heart,
walk into my life,
into my being,
penetrate, season, saturate,
and flavor me…”
the prophets spoke of hope for the one that would bring conquest over oppression,
the one that would restore a nation,
the one that would finally bring peace,
where is the significance for me now?
Lifting our eyes, just in time to see the eagle soaring towards us and then turning away. Silently above us, searching for fish. It…
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Everything lost Shall be found Everything left behind Catches up There is a rhythm There is a rhyme A purpose And a plan A…
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Let me go here once in a while Not often or too long Only we mothers know What we could have been Had we…
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I. If only we could laugh together With pure joy If only we could play together Running free If only we could trust and…
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My friends and I like to throw around the phrase, “You can’t write that.” This is usually in reference to some crazy event or…
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This world is breaking My heart I can hardly breathe Let alone write a poem Something with a message Pointing toward hope This world…
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I hope to see the day when all mankind can say “we are brothers ” and we don’t have to fight – because no…
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