Bubbles in the Wind

The past few days have been silent episodes of my existence as a self-confessed chronic blogger. Lately however, as I scanned through possible Youth Bible Study Guide materials, I came across two lovely poems written by names I never know. So yeah, their God-inspired poems are worth sharing.

Bubbles in the Wind

By Robert R. Hostetler

Sometimes, Lord, my faith seems

so fragile.

            Like bubbles in the wind.

They sparkle with transparent

color

            and wobble in the wind,

                        frail and fine.

I want to be strong, to feel in

control.

But then

I remember

            it’s their delicate weakness

and their utter surrender to the

breeze

that allow bubbles in the wind

to fly.

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By Gulsvig

Feeling desperately alone

Yet not knowing why

And not really wanting to try

To know the reason

Yet still farther

Down in the corners of my mind

Is a question

Wondering why

I still feel it slipping away;

The cold north wind

Blowing through my soul,

Right through to my heart

Piercing it and what?

One drop appears

Falling slowly

One crimson drop

…’tis my Savior’s!

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