Faith Poems 77
His rough, callused hands
are hard at work
as he fixes his once broken faith
by shattered dreams
that left him holes to mend.
by untrue words,
by forceful hands,
by unwiped tears.
that became restored
just by someone's gift
by someone's belief in him,
someone never giving up on him,
by someone ignoring the people's harsh words,
as they healed his wounds
and his faith
through God's unfailing love.
Do You Remember
Do you remember when I fell and couldn't get back up?
Because I remember
I fell into a hole so deep,
I felt it was impossible to escape,
I felt your hand reach out to me,
It's touch gentle,
It's strength greater than any known.
You picked me up,
and I knew that nothing and no one
could ever make me feel as safe,
I knew no one could ever love me this much.