You Make Beautiful Things

~ This poem was inspired by the song "Beautiful Things" by Gungor, and also the theme-The Potter's Clay, for this year's youth camp ~

You are the Potter;
I am the clay.
Shape me and form me
As you may.

You make beautiful things
Out of the dust and clay.
Through my weeknesses
You are glorified day by day.

You make all things beautiful;
Though my faith may be small,
When I trust in your promises,
You will answer when I call.

The way you surprise me
With the work of your hand;
The way that you love me
Lord I can't fully understand.

In the midst of tragedy,
Hanging on a tree,
You made the most beautiful thing happen
For a sinner like me.

You make beautiful things
Out of the dust and clay.
Use me, and form me
As you may.

Take Me By the Hand

Take me by the hand, God,
And lead me on.
Take me to those in need,
And I will learn compassion.
Take me through the darkness
And I will learn to rely on you.
Take my hand as we walk by the shore,
And I will learn of your stillness.
Take me to the sick,
And I will learn of the power of prayer.
Take me by the field of blooming flowers
And I will learn of your beauty.
Take me to the playground
And I will learn to be a child.
Take me through this world, God
And I will learn of your mercy and love.
Take me by the hand God,
And I will learn and fly above.

-A poem I  wrote at age 15. One of my favorite poems.-

Be still

“Be still and know that I am God.”-Psalm 46:10

     My gaze fell on the setting sun

     Which like a golden ball

Softly set behind the bare trees.

A gentle, cold breeze blew

But my eyes continued to search

Through the pale-yellow horizon,

Looking for the golden light.

However it was gone;

It had sunk into the earth,

Welcoming the night.

The sun had gone to bed.

The night rolled in with care,

And in the quiet, winter air

I wondered what I should do next.

Should I pray or sing?

Should I applaud?

The light breeze brought my answer near

And gently whispered in my ear

“Be still and know that I am God.”