Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The Powerful Gentleman


"And he departed from our sight that we might return to our heart, and there find Him.  For He departed, and behold, He is here."  ~St Augustine




He came into this world not on a lion's throne but in a stable with the gentle lamb.
He walked among the many, The One, The great I Am.
He reached into their hearts, and planted seeds of hope with care.
He had a mighty message that He gently had to share.
He did not wear a crown of jewels, nor bear a shiny sword.
He only had a crown of thorns and a cross was all he bore.
He could have put up a great fight, or called the angels to,
but all He said was, "Father forgive them, for they know not what they do."
Now he stands at your heart's door, and he could break through if He chose,
but He will only gently knock, and then He will quietly go.
Such a powerful decision, Jesus allows us to be the ones to make.
Still powerful He died for all of us, and now our decision Jesus gently awaits.



Linking with One Shot Wednesday


Also sharing with lovely Emily at Imperfect Prose

47 comments:

  1. A lovely poem of remembrance for this Holy Week. And, I always a enjoy the words of St. Augustine.

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  2. powerful. more not need be said. wonderful one shot :)

    Monty

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  3. Beautiful write... and "Still powerful He died for all of us, and now our decision Jesus gently awaits." is a great ending. well done!

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  4. beautiful...perfect for the days leading up to easter...i hope that you have a wonderful weekend...

    he is risen

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  5. Carrie,
    Your words capture the spirit of Holy Week, so very well.
    It is nice to spend a little bit of daily time, to focus on the other aspects, which are aslo important in life.
    Best wishes, Eileen

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  6. Beautifully written for this most blessed of weeks in the year...lovely Carrie...bkm

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  7. Words to remind us to remember His importance in us. Wonderful.

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  8. the right words at the right time - thank you for the reminder...

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  9. "Still powerful He died for all of us, and now our decision Jesus gently awaits."

    Strength and tenderness... what a Savior we serve!

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  10. powerful what He did...and continues to do....

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  11. Lovely, beautiful poem filled with eternal truth. Wonderful!

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  12. A beautiful poem for Easter, Carrie. Lovely.

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  13. Lovely dedication to your faith

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  14. So beautiful! I am so blessed that He found me that day on my knees four years ago today!

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  15. I have been a sinner. Not giving Jesus his proper due.

    But maybe I just did!

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  16. Love St Augustine. Do you know the story of how he came to believe? I love it. I love the poem leading me to Easter. The most WONDERFUL time of the year.

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  17. *love*

    I can almost hear this one to music. Perfect for holy week--I might share this one with my boys. We have been doing poetry this week--so much fun.

    I love that Augustine quote also. Yes, indeed. He is here.

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  18. I love this verse of our gentle, strong and controlled, savior. Here and willingly waiting on us. He is risen indeed.

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  19. "For He departed, and behold, He is here." I love how your poem reflects that quote! Just beautiful!

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  20. Just beautiful. Reminds me to be quiet and still because of his gentle knock

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  21. so true... and i love the Augustine quote...

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  22. Carrie, this is just so very beautiful. It has warmed my heart.

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  23. Your title is so appropriate - the powerful gentleman. Love that.

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  24. i LOVE how you contrast Jesus on the cross, and the fact that he could have called down heaven's power, to him waiting outside our hearts, when he could barge in.... powerful, friend. xo

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  25. Agreed CB - excellent focus for today.

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  26. Beautiful poetry, and the verse reflects the chosen title very well :)

    My Post Is Here

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  27. This is a beautiful Easter poem. One of my favorite parts of the story ever since I was little is that he could have called the Angels in all of his glory but he chose to die for us, then rise again so we could eternally live with him. I really enjoyed the last part as well the free choice he has given is such a wonderful gift not to force but to invite to love. May you have a blessed Easter.

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  28. A beautiful poem that captures the gentleman of Christ. St. Augustine's quote is poignant. He left that we might find Him in our hearts.
    You've made me just want to snuggle with the Lover of My Soul.

    Have a Blessed Easter,
    Janis

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  29. Heartbreakingly beautiful, Carrie. A poem full of love.

    [I love your effortless rhymes.]

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  30. thank you much. i hope you find many easter blessings this weekend

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  31. he knocks quietly..loved your easter poem carrie
    always amazed at what he has done for us

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  32. And because they were philosophers and seekers after the beauty that underlines the form of things,they made the picture express its own significance,and every song find echo in the souls of those that heard.

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  33. Carrie,
    Your poem of course has great meaning for today.
    Just returning to wish you a very Happy Easter Sunday.

    Eileen

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  34. Thank you everyone for your wonderful comments...i hope everyone had a beautiful Easter weekend! :-)

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    desde mis
    HORAS ROTAS
    Y AULA DE PAZ


    COMPARTIENDO ILUSION
    CARRIE

    CON saludos de la luna al
    reflejarse en el mar de la
    poesía...




    ESPERO SEAN DE VUESTRO AGRADO EL POST POETIZADO DE MEMORIAS DE AFRICA , CHAPLIN MONOCULO NOMBRE DE LA ROSA, ALBATROS GLADIATOR, ACEBO CUMBRES BORRASCOSAS, ENEMIGO A LAS PUERTAS, CACHORRO, FANTASMA DE LA OPERA, BLADE RUUNER ,CHOCOLATE Y CREPUSCULO 1 Y2.

    José
    Ramón...

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  36. I don't know how I missed this wonderful piece but so glad I found it today. We are renewed.

    Peace and blessings.

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  37. "He came into this world not on a lion's throne but in a stable with the gentle lamb." The poem got me from the first line.

    Hope you had a lovely Easter, Carrie.

    PS: Thanks for your email and kind words about my essay, "Seeing." In the blog world, I'm everywhere & nowhere at once, always behind and never caught up, kind of like life. :)

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  38. I so understand that Terresa...."everywhere and nowhere at once"....i am always behind as well....I guess we should be thankful that we have busy lives....that is truly a blessing, even though sometimes it is hard to see it that way. :-)

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  39. Excellent Easter Tribute. I am glad that I finally had time to come by from g-man's 55.

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  40. Beautiful Easter message, Carrie!

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  41. Very beautiful and heart warming.

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  42. This was powerful and beautiful. We all can use this reminder of God's grace and love. Have a great day!

    Mama Hen

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  43. Carrie, a beautiful piece of writing with a lovely message. I want to extend my sincerest apologizes for not getting here sooner and reading. Life has been crazy with 30 in 30, and a demanding work schedule. I hope you had a wonderful Easter.

    Pamela

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  44. I've been browsing through your blog. I like! This poem is wonderful. "...and He could break through if He chose..." Good! Just a lovely reminder that our sweet Jesus is no bully, is He?

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