Picture Perfect Poetry

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4 Poems and 4 Paintings presented to New Hope Church, Eastbourne.

Published August 29, 2018 by Laura Crean Author

Hi everyone.  Thank you to those loyal few who always follow my few and far between posts on here.  I would just like to post this video, as an end to the little Psalms series I presented to my church of 4 poems and 4 paintings after spending a lovely time in God’s presence through the Psalms.  Please enjoy my recitations and please share.

Thank you and God bless you all

❤️Laura❤

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The Hand of God

Published August 18, 2018 by Laura Crean Author

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I see the hand of Jesus
At work in ALL he’s made.
He is reaching down from Heaven
– God’s glory will never fade!

“MY flesh and MY heart may fail me,”
Because I AM weak indeed!
But the LORD’S strength will be MY portion,
HIS strength is ALL we need.

“The Lord IS our refuge and strength,
An ever-present help in trouble;”
So when your fears are overwhelming,
PRAISE God! And his grace and mercy will double!

Reach OUT to the hand of Jesus –
Take hold of EVERY promise he has made,
For you can do nothing by your OWN strength,
As this WAS designed to fade.

But Glory, Hallelujah!
God is HIGH and lifted UP!
He IS above EVERYTHING –
So look up! Look UP! LOOK UP!

There is nothing in God’s creation
Visible or not,
No rulers or authorities are above him,
HE is above the lot!

He is ABOVE the foolish notions,
He is ABOVE every trouble, every trial,
Give him ALL of your devotions
Because the JOY of the Lord is your strength- so smile!

Holy! Holy! Holy! Is the Lord God almighty,
His Glory IS forever but it fills the Earth TODAY.
His Glory is in his Spirit,
So let him enter in YOUR heart, I pray.

Yes, the Earth is FILLED with his Glory,
In US, his CHURCH, in YOU;
HIS strength is made perfect in OUR weakness;
So let him Carry you through.

When you become aware of all your frailties,
Then let your strength come in through Christ,
And he will use YOU for his Glory;
WE ARE his Kingdom and his choice.

Laura Crean

 

The Shepherd of my Soul

Published August 9, 2018 by Laura Crean Author

Another Psalms inspired painting and poem :-

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Today I am thankful for my Shepherd
Who leads me on my way.
I’m thankful for my Shepherd,
So I look up and say:-
“Lead on my Lord – I’ll follow,
I am your faithful sheep,
Lead on my Lord- I’ll follow,
I trust my soul you’ll keep.”

Yes I will follow faithfully
By those waters still and calm,
I will follow you to the ends of the Earth,
And even through the storm,
Or through the darkest valley
Where shadows make men fear –
Lead on because YOU’RE with me
And in YOUR light the path now clear.

And yes I may well stumble,
But I will never leave your side,
Because YOU are my protection and my safety,
My Lord, YOU are my guide.
How comforting to see that rod and staff,
Gently steer me back onto your path,
And even as a weapon –
No fearsome beast can pass!

So I can lay down now to sleep
In pastures green and lush
While you become the very gate!
– and so in you I put my trust;
And WHEN the WOLF comes calling,
With YOU I have no care,
You make my Spirit so secure
Just knowing that you’re there.

Lead on my Lord – I’ll follow,
I am the safest in your flock.
Lead on my Lord – I’ll follow,
With you there will be no shock
Because YOU protect me and direct me,
You always keep me near
And if I tire or I stumble
I have no need to fear…

…On your shoulders you will carry me,
Until I can walk again,
Because it is in your nature
And it is in your name;
So I will follow you, my Shepherd,
Lead me to your feast
Where I shall sit around your table,
And be at perfect peace.

So I will follow you, my Shepherd,
Lead me to your cup,
May it fill to overflowing
As I lean in to sup!

The enemy may try to trick me
And say my future ISN’T clear,
But he cannot steal my joy TODAY,
Because I know you’re here.

Laura Crean

Oh God, my Rock

Published August 6, 2018 by Laura Crean Author

IMG_2256.JPGAfter a very blessed week spent with God on my week off work, immersed in the Psalms, the result was 4 poems and 4 paintings, which I presented to my church family Sunday via video ( Video now posted below).  I will share one poem and one painting every day this week.  I am not sharing them in any particular order .  This poem and painting are equally titled ‘Oh God, my Rock’:-

What am I but flesh
To lay out my life in portions?
Time and a half to this and that,
Like the Earth to its seasons…

But you, Oh God, my Rock,
The largest portion of all,
In you my seasons rest,
My soul lies still as the winter’s snow.

Each thought I partition off,
Like pebbles on the shore;
But you, Oh God, the largest Rock,
On you I rest my aching heart
And I am sure…

…sure, that every memory,
Every tear and every sigh,
Every moment of my life,
Though weathered by the tides,
Return to you, lapping gently
In the rhythm of YOUR heart;
And though my life, but a tiny drop
In the vastness of your ocean,
You add my tiny portion
To the whole – of your creation!

And you, Oh God, my Rock – YOU never weather,
You stand the test of time;
My Rock, YOU never crumble,
It is us who are but sands of time;
We can be Moulded into castles by your hands – I am yours Lord, please be kind.

What am I but flesh
That withers, rots and festers?
But you, Oh God, are the Rock that never changes;
You, Lord, that Rock,
Baked hard and warmed in Heavenly Glory,
You ARE that never-ending story,
That carves your children’s names on the tablets of your love,
As chords to your heart.
And together, there, stand firm forever,
A monument of hope,
That none can move and none can part.
Oh God, my Rock!

Laura Crean

The Cup of Living Waters. 

Published May 13, 2017 by Laura Crean Author

When darkness falls

and you feel you’re all alone

and fear begins to seep into your bones,

when sickness creeps up on you so unawares

and leaves you feeling weak

and ill prepared,

when that time comes;

when you feel you’ve lost control

and only a bitter taste

consumes your soul,

when nothing that you do or say

can make a change

and hopelessness leaves you in a world that feels so strange;

Step forward now and find the home of faith

and call on Jesus – humbly seek his face.

For he has heard your prayers

and seen your tears – and surely he will heal,

for he heals the broken hearted

and binds up every wound – it is his will!

He does not hide his face

from those that call –

Seek him, praise him, honour and revere him,

for he heals all…

…who come to him for strength and joy and life.

You are not forsaken,

God’s presence is like

the surgeon’s sharpest knife –

it cuts through all fears

and transplants love within its place,

such is the awesome mercy of God’s grace.

He will be your strength

and will help you when you call,

have faith because when God is with you – nothing is impossible!

So come and drink from his cup so sweet,

his living waters into your life will seep

and such a medicine will refresh your soul,

God’s love will wash over you

and make you whole.

by Laura Crean

Blink

Published October 8, 2015 by Laura Crean Author

Blink!

Something has changed!

I opened my eyes this morning and something has changed;

Blink!

Vision clearing…

…There’s something wrong with the picture on the wall –

Is it crooked?

Blink!

Something has changed!

No matter how hard I try I cannot straighten it;

It won’t go back to the way it was before.

Perspective’s altered.

Blink!

Eyes straining.

What is it?

What is wrong with the picture?

It has always been there.

It hasn’t moved.

Why has it changed?

It doesn’t make sense!

Who is the artist?

What is he trying to tell me?

Blink!

Look deeper!

Look with different eyes.

Look at it from above, from the side,

follow the lines, join the dots.

Blink!

Who told me it was meant to be viewed that way?

Was it the shop-keeper?

He sold me a lie!

I have been looking at it from the wrong angle for all these years;

Better to see with the eyes of the artist.

Blink!

Now I see.

The painting hasn’t changed;

I have!

© Copyright 2015 Laura Crean

Jesus, my Lovely Saviour

Published October 8, 2015 by Laura Crean Author
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