Belinda's Poetry

 

~ The Master Painter ~ by Belinda van Rensburg   A glowing white-washed orb hung high Lighting up the midnight sky As silently it spins and sails Upon ordained and preset trails. Silver moonbeams kiss the ground Then move along without a sound; Dappled shadows on the grass; Pale face upon a pond of glass. Cotton candy clouds glide by Dimming the moon and starlit sky; Cold winds blow and they move on; Soon every misty cloud is gone. Stardust dancing on the beams Of the moon and the world seems Touched by the Master Painter's Hand Creating an enchanted land. © 2008	~ The Shepherd King ~ by Belinda van Rensburg As nighttime cloaked my velvet dream I heard Him call your name He said “I Am the Shepherd King; It was for you I came. It was for you that I was born; It was for you I cried; It was for you my flesh was torn; It was for you I died. I thought of you and gave my breath, Yes, I want you to know It was for you I conquered death; It was for you I rose.” Ensconced within my dream-cocoon I heard Christ call your name; I pray that you will choose Him soon; It was for you He came.   © 2009
~ Blessed Storms ~ by Belinda van Rensburg   During stormy weather Clouds seem to lose their glow; Gathering together They darken Earth below. The leaden sky explodes; Rain pelts the ground with force Threatening to erode The soil without remorse. Clouds rumble, roil and moan; Lights split the sky in two; Earth's creatures hide and groan Birds bid the air adieu. Though dark clouds hide the sun; Though they are glum and gray - Without them we're undone For they send life our way. They're smiled on by the Son He formed; sent each of them; A blessing every one; A mystery to men. Bringing much needed rain Enabling life to grow; Though storms can cause much pain We need their blessed flow. When storm clouds gather close And life seems dark and bleak; When foes attack; oppose Leaving us battered; weak. Remember that each cloud's A blessing in disguise - Sent by God; allowed To strengthen; make us wise. © 2009	~ New Beginnings ~ by Belinda van Rensburg   Another year has come to an end; A new one's awaiting around the bend - It's time to recall memories painful or dear; Some now quite faded; some crystal clear.   How did we fare – did we stay at our posts; Was knowing the Father our only boast; Did we see hardships as stepping-stones Or did we face trials with pitiful groans?   How did we fare – can we honestly say We did God's will for us every day? When we were weak did we kneel down and ask God for strength to complete ev'ry task?   How did we fare when trying times came; Did we call on our Father in Jesus' name; Did we fully rely on God for protection; Did we trust Him; follow His direction?   How did we love our neighbors and brothers; Did we live for ourselves or consider others; Did we live lives free of self-love and greed? - These are hard questions to answer indeed.   After everything's been said and done We'll find we have all fallen short some, Yet we needn't feel hopeless or fret Or waste valuable time on useless regret.   Our God is a God of new beginnings; Able to change failings into winnings. We should repent and declare anew God's will is what we desire to do.   Let us resolve that the coming year Will be the year that we'll persevere; Not growing tired of doing good, But to live and love as God's children should.   © 2009
A poem based on Acts 17:28  ‘For in him we live and move and have our being.’ As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’ (NIV)   In Him I Live and Move and Have My Being by Belinda van Rensburg Oh my God; my Father - I cannot; Do not want to live without You; You and You alone are the reason For my very existence; In You I live and move and have my being. My soul cries out to You, Lord, My parched soul thirsts for You. Please fill me with Your living water; Quicken my spirit - Ignite an ever-burning fire within me. I'll have no part; Indeed I desire not Man-made rules and rituals; I have no need of them. I need only You, my Lord, My Savior - Jesus of Nazareth, Son of the Living God! Speak to me, Lord, Speak to your servant; Open my ears so that I might hear Your beloved Voice. Tell me Your secrets, Lord. Share with me Your thoughts; I want to know You, Lord. I desire to know You more and more - Draw me ever closer as I seek Your beloved Face. You are fathomless – Beyond human comprehension, And yet You love me; Yet, you talk to me; share Your thoughts with me Yet You call me Your child. Praised be Your Holy Name! © 2010 ________________________________	A poem based on Psalm 8:3 'When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,' (NIV) Star Gazers by Belinda van Rensburg   Souls in quiet contemplation In distant lands; from ev'ry nation Have looked upon the moon and sun; Upon the stars which brightly shone. According to the Master's plan Fire from our Maker's Hand Has set the galaxies ablaze Leaving man on Earth amazed. Whenever souls gazed 'pon Creation Those in silent meditation Have seen the Hand of God therein And felt His touch deep down within. © 2010 ______________________________________

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