GRACE          This was written on 9/4/2009.

GRACE This was written on 9/4/2009.

A Poem by June Fowler
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THE GOODNESS OF GOD TO FORGIVE OUR SINS AND TO GIVE US A NEW LIFE ON THIS VERY EARTH SO THAT WE CAN START AFRESH BEING NEW CREATURES IN JESUS OUR LORD!

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                              GRACE

It has been a long time now,
Life's one phase has passed;
when one is reckless and dis -paired.
Repairing here, patching up there;

I tried and tried so hard
- but failed again and again.
Making then worsen more.
Many understood, but, mostly not...
My plight was worse than the remaining lot!

My friends were gay and I dismayed,
Still trying hard to get my inner turmoil in peace;
Getting my in-trained emotions strained.
So mixed-up, so confused was I.

Visiting the sages and the wise,
Becoming e -static at what they taught,
Socially making me more edified!
At least that is what I felt and thought.

Then one day I went to a Crusade great,
The Preacher simply taught about GRACE.
This 'GRACE' was free for all,
For it was there, already paid for!

So, I decided to get that GRACE. 
I walked up to the Preacher straight
And asked him if I could get that "Grace".
If he would give me what I had asked for,
What was the price Id had to pay?
The Preacher just looked at me and smiled.

For a long time he gazed at me,
Then gently said I could that GRACE.
All I had to do was ask!
Ask Jesus for it straight!

Now, I was all worked up,
Yes!I was to get this GRACE for free!!
Well, why not?
Anything free was worth it all.
So, I effusively approached the preacher once more.

He smiled again at my impulsiveness;
He gave me a gift, a book,  to read.
He said it would tell me how 
I was to obtain that GRACE for free.

So, I started reading that Book.
The more I read the more I thought
On the past and the present,
Where was GRACE? I could not find out!

I went to the Preacher again,
This time I told him what I had gained,
A little peace and stillness within.
The Preacher smiled, said not a thing.

I went back and read again,
The story of Jesus and His pain;
Then I realized , I was not for free,
Someone had paid the price for me!!

This time I was all in tears,
Something within me snapped I feared;
I cried, the Preacher cried,
And this time, he prayed.

After this spasm of crying restrained,
I had learnt how to pray,
My life then had turned a new
I had found the healing true.

Today I know Jesus as a friend.
A constant companion till the very end.
He heals, loves and redeems,
Turning parched lands into pastures green!
Oh Lord! Thy GRACE is sufficient for me!!

S.J.Fowler.


© 2014 June Fowler



Author's Note

June Fowler
Those of you who r Christians will understand the concept of being born-again, It means that ur born again in spirit and turn a new leaf in life for good.

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"Then one day I went to a Crusade great,
The Preacher simply taught about GRACE.
This 'GRACE' was free for all,
For it was there, already paid for!"
I enjoyed the lessons and the thoughts in the poem. You allowed the reader to follow your journey. I enjoyed the complete poem. Had the feel of the need to understand the gift and love of God.
Coyote



Posted 3 Years Ago


Very nicely narrated the story, that preached many a things, though I am not a christian, I am a sikh, but I dont feel that prophets are sole property of the related religion only, They are for the universe, and their teaching and ways all for all,
A very nice read with a good flow
Thankyou

Posted 3 Years Ago


U can not be saved by ur good deeds its only God's mercy and grace that we can be saved from the snare of the evil one and do the right deeds.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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