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	~ The Book ~ by Belinda van Rensburg   You'll do well to take a look Within the pages of The Book To find out where you're coming from; To learn about God and His Son. Inspired by the Holy Ghost Guarded by the hallowed host; Penned by men in bygone ages - Prophets, poets, scribes and sages. A record of God's awesome deeds, Of human weaknesses and greed; Of promises I Am has kept; Of tears our Lord and Savior wept. Helping souls to grow; mature Whilst making our election sure. Teaching us what not to do - What is false and what is true. The blueprint of God's glorious plan For the heavens and for man. Giving a glimpse into Christ's mind, Restoring sight to souls born blind. A Light unto God's children's feet Each word illuminated; sweet, Filling men with love and hope; Helping those who read it cope. The Word of God will guide us on Until the final song's been sung; Until the end of man and beast; Until all life on Earth has ceased. © 2010
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 Worthy Vessel ~ by Belinda van Rensburg Since time immemorial the waves have roared Lashing and forming the sandy shores, Then still, then storm, then high, then low; Breaking where seawater ebb and flow. In perfect rhythm the tides come in - High and low and neap and spring, Ceaselessly moving and shaping the land; Breaking the shells into soft, white sand. So too with us – with you and with me; Throughout our lives we unceasingly see God's Hand within our calm and our storm Shaping us from the day we are born. When things get tough we should not despair: The Lord is in our trials and our prayers, We need only look upon Jesus' face To know He is our safe hiding place. God cares so much for each one of us So do not panic and do not fuss - Allow God to break, to heal and remake You for the part He wants you to take. A vessels so fine it is fit for the King Wondrously beautiful; sealed with His ring - Blood-bought and pure; the Potter's pride Dressed in white linen; the High King's bride. © 2011 ______________________________________

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