Christian Poetry and Spoken Word Media for Churches and Faith

The Scent

28.10.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

You know the One,
hearing about His life,
Celebrating God stories
living the future
of hope for the world,
only in the face
of fear,
is Bravery found
the step-out risk,
holding true tension
between full release
of identity in Christ
and actions that tell
His story,
You are sent
this week - sent
Going home - sent
opening the door - sent
starting to care - sent
driving to work - sent
busing to school - sent
asking can you pray - sent

The scent fragrance of Christ.

Poem Tags
#scent, #evangelism, #divineappointments, #risks, #fear, #sharing, #story, #poetry, #poem, #spokenword
Prompt
We are Christians with a story to tell, ready to share and open for divine appointments in our day.

Spoken word video, evangelism as a Christian - telling your story

The Seed

22.07.2018 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

I hold tight
arms by side
clenched fists
white knuckles.

The seeds
enclosed in my hands
potential of abundant life
Possibilities of change,
flickers of future,
I stand in
turbulent clouds swirl
searing sun,
Soft seeking snow,
seasons of temperature,
Time could just roll
by speeding to death,
What would be the point?

What is the risk?
Can I risk?
Can I break fear?

I call to the Lord
Seed giver
soul lover,
"Take my all
Who I am
is only made
Real and true
in You,
Lord of life
let this step
be seeking you
knowing Your lifetime’s
divine appointments,
I love you Lord,
It can only be You"

Stepping from the path
Finding the moment of
feet grounded in the soil
my hand opening
Opening my palm,
And on creases
Of my life lines
seeds lie ready
To be thrown
the fields are ready
To grow and multiply
a harmony harvest.
and I throw
to sow.
The treasure
of the world
hope, dreams,
waits in our ready
hands,
Is made alive
As we scatter
love moments
Love seeds
Love's heart power
from the Lord.

Prompt
The seeds we have to sow lie ready in our hand. From the parable of the sower. Are you ready to find divine moments in your week?

Sharing your faith by sowing seed poetry, spoken word

Clock Watching

16.06.2012 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word |Seeker Written by: W Grieve

In risky conversation
my words fell
into your listening ears
and I uneasily started…

Clock watching
the minutes
seconds
of day
pass
slower
Little dribbles
of leaked time
as I waited...

Nothing happened
no great drama
no loss of me
no laughter at me...

I realised
that while I have given
a part of me
never shared
It adds
to this world,
rarely subtracts...

Why was I worried?

Starting Thoughts: Sometimes, accidentally or deliberately we share something we've never told anyone before. It becomes a moment when we wonder what we have just risked, will it backfire? Will connection be broken as we share the pain, the struggle, the failure that we have been holding?
Poem Topic Tags: #body, #clock, #confess, #conversations, #friendship, #identity, #risks, #secrets, #seeker, #sharing, #time
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

Sharing our secrets in a risk Spoken Word Poem

Hearing a Call

18.04.2010 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Time of peaceful meaning
night praying and praising
in joy of knowing God,
A circle of fellow believers
sharing the strength
of a loving father,
In coffee fellowship
I took long black
ate biscuit
and talked with new friends,
Yet somehow
drawn
to curtains of
the warm room,

I stepped behind comfortable
drape colours…
looked out,A world of dusk lights
stained buildings
of people facing past regrets
living a life
looking for full,
my heart broke
with God’s love
for those without
friend of a personal God,
the lonely,
scared of ultimate true love
covered in tarmac
walking crowded
empty streets.

In my lone place
tuned to God
I prayed,
“Use Me Lord.”

Starting Thoughts: Sometimes when you have something marvellous you want to share about it. We can't keep to ourselves the beauty of knowing Christ and joy and fun of knowing family in the church - a home away from home.
Poem Topic Tags: #call, #evangelism, #faith, #harvest, #love, #surreal,
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,

evangelism_call_hearing_christian_poetry

Doors

10.06.1980 Filed in: Poetry |Christian |Video |Spoken Word Written by: W Grieve

Doors are simple things
push, or pull
how many times
do I pull
instead of push?
they open
you step through.
A different world
on the other side,
Thresholds of new
but fear makes doors complex;
locks, smart card swipes
to keep the world shut out.

In the black wandering
of my life
suddenly
I found myself wondering
in front of a darkened door,
Why had it appeared here
suspended in today’s
moments midst,
light cracking through
its outside edges,

Unexpectedly
a knock from the other side,
I thought
nothing was there
nothing beyond this life,
but someone
is waiting, standing
sending rhythm beats to my heartbeats.

In confusion anger
I reacted, “Go away”
"You have no right
to be here”,
“you don’t exist!"
I closed my eyes
and tried to think
of something real,

the knock sounded again fainter…thinner
unreal.

Poem Tags
#doors, #knock, #heart, #faith, #reallife, #christian, #poetry, #video, #spokenword, #jesus
Prompt
Jesus stands at the door and knocks. Are we hard of hearing?

Jesus stands at the door and knocks spoken word poem

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