after emptiness follows God

Author's Note: This is an original poem, written by your's truly. :) Enjoy, and comment if you feel inspired. 


after anxiousness follows peace

after hate follows love

after despair follows hope

after emptiness follows God

every adjective has a counter-part

every feeling has an opposite
it is up to you to find which one to choose

anxiety or peace?

hate or love? 

despair or hope?
emptiness or God? 

they are two sides of the same coin of emotion

there is consciousness of what is right

and there is pressure of what should be right

there Satan whispering insecurity in your ear

and there is God sighing hope and love

which one will  you choose? 

insecurity or security?

regret or comfort? 

for God so loved the world

 He gave His children free will

for God so loved the world

he gave up His only Son

who suffered and died for us

all so that we could choose to say 

"yes"

how beautiful is the love that doesn't force

how beautiful is the love that never will punish

only love

only beautiful selfless love

how lucky are we

to be able to choose love against hate

light against darkness

how lucky indeed

after  anxiousness follows peace

after hate follows love

after despair follows hope

after emptiness follows God

Poems

Hello dear readers! :) I am sorry I missed two Sundays, but I will stay on my game for now. :) Here are some lovely poems by the wonderful St. Teresa of Avila and St. John of the Cross to start your week. I wish I could add pictures, but the "picture add-er thing" isn't working. The poems are beautiful however! Enjoy!

God Alone is Enough

Let nothing upset you

let nothing startle you

All things pass;

God does not change

Patience wins

all it seeks

Whoever has God

lacks nothing

God alone is enough.

-Saint Teresa of Avila

 

Christ has No Body

Christ has no body but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
Compassion on this world,
Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good,
Yours are the hands, with which he blesses all the world.
Yours are the hands, yours are the feet,
Yours are the eyes, you are his body.
Christ has no body now but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
compassion on this world.
Christ has no body now on earth but yours.

-Saint Teresa of Avila

The Living Flame of Love

 How gently and lovingly
You wake in my heart,
Where in secret you dwell alone;
And in your sweet breathing,
Filled with good and glory,
How tenderly You swell my heart with love.

-Saint John of the Cross