Poetry is an art I find both pleasant and painful to read. It is also an art I attempt to practice myself. It’s been a while since I wrote a poem and was inspired to do so today. This is actually a poem that has been on my heart for months now and I was finally able to get it on paper. I pray it serves as a blessing to the Body of Christ.There Is A LoveThere is a love comes from on highThat fills God’s people belowIt brings them joy as well as sighsAnd fills until it flowsThere is a love that counts no costIn reaching the dying massesThrough eyes compassionate it sees the lostAnd labors while time passesThere is a love, the heart it breaksFor this world quickly dyingInternal pains and lasting achesIt sets the soul to cryingThere is a love that hates all sinAnd delights in holy livingIt speaks the Word, the lost to winFor the One who is forgiving- J.M.
