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Looking for God

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God is everywhere and in everything,
In the valleys and vast plains,
In the warmth of the sun and in the rains,
As an artist leaves some of his soul in his creations
So has God in His innovations

And if we open our eyes and ears,
Everyone will see and hear;
His soul is a magnet drawing us closer
But oft times we struggle to deny His lure.
Without Him we are incomplete,

As hollow as an empty shell
While He is our Creator, Lord and Master
And our Loving Heavenly Father,
Our Shelter in the storms of life,
And in the darkness He’s our Brightest Light.

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©Denise G Allen, 30 May 2014 04:33

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Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!

6 thoughts on “Looking for God

  1. nice truth….god is in everything
    if only our eyes were open
    and we actively looking….

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  2. So lovely, sweet and inspiring.

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  3. I feel like reblogging it, I am doing it.

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  4. Reblogged this on Avenues and commented:
    If God is really there, He is every where.

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  5. CAPTURE

    Mary enjoyed going to the little Sunday school every Sunday while her mummy and daddy stayed on in the big church for the sermon. She thought “Jesus first, yourself last, and others in between” was very clever, because it hid a secret important idea inside a small word and used its letters to help you remember it. She knew what “joy” meant. It was sort of tingly and friendly and made her smile and want to jump about. Singing often made her feel joy. One of her favourites was “Jesus wants me for a sunbeam”. It had a lovely tune. She knew about sunbeams. She had sat in them on sunny days, or stretched out her hand so that a sunbeam would fall on it. Sunbeams were warm and friendly. She sometimes thought about what she should do to be a sunbeam, if that was something Jesus wanted her to do. She wanted to do something for him. He sounded so nice, always helping people or explaining things to them, giving them food and making them better when they were ill. She wanted to be like him when she grew up. She would be warm and friendly like a sunbeam, help people and look after them. She smiled at that thought and, yes, it did make her feel joy. She understood! She decided she would listen carefully every Sunday to what the teacher was saying and see what other important ideas she could learn.

    One Sunday morning, after singing and a prayer, the teacher started to talk about God. Mary found the things she was saying very interesting and tried to understand what she was hearing, but she wasn’t quite clear about all of it. When the teacher finished her talk she asked the class if anyone had any questions. Mary put her hand up.

    “Yes Mary.”

    “Is that right, that God is everywhere in the whole world?”

    “Yes, that’s right.

    “So is He even here, in this room?”

    “That’s right.”

    Mary picked up the empty jam jar that was sitting on the table in front of her. They were going to do some painting later.

    “And is He even in this jam jar?”

    “Yes, Mary. That’s right.”

    Mary clapped her hand over the top of the jar, sealing it tight.

    “Got Him!” she exclaimed with a big smile.

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  6. Amen and very well said..

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