Each day begins anew
And I receive a measure
Of breath to share a moment
That could someday be a treasure.
Shall I but take for granted
My years upon this earth
Not listening to the rhythm
Of my breathing set at birth.
Breath spent cannot return
No matter how I pray
That I can have another chance
To relive a wasted day.
Shall I run breathless through my maze
Letting time pass quickly by
Or choose to direct my path
And catch the memories before they fly.
Each time I breathe a prayer
For His hand to lead me on
I must listen and obey
Before a chance to serve is gone.
The gifts He breathed in me
To be used to glorify
Will wither and fade away
Unless I lift His banner high.
Every breath I have is numbered
And I cannot know when
My voice will become silent
And my life will see its end.
His Spirit gives my soul
The breath to sing and dance
Let not my last words be,
“Please give me one more chance.”
Let me work through each new day
To see each battle won
‘Til the Spirit breathes the words
That say, “My child, a job well done.”
Nancy K. Sullivan
8-22-2010
And I receive a measure
Of breath to share a moment
That could someday be a treasure.
Shall I but take for granted
My years upon this earth
Not listening to the rhythm
Of my breathing set at birth.
Breath spent cannot return
No matter how I pray
That I can have another chance
To relive a wasted day.
Shall I run breathless through my maze
Letting time pass quickly by
Or choose to direct my path
And catch the memories before they fly.
Each time I breathe a prayer
For His hand to lead me on
I must listen and obey
Before a chance to serve is gone.
The gifts He breathed in me
To be used to glorify
Will wither and fade away
Unless I lift His banner high.
Every breath I have is numbered
And I cannot know when
My voice will become silent
And my life will see its end.
His Spirit gives my soul
The breath to sing and dance
Let not my last words be,
“Please give me one more chance.”
Let me work through each new day
To see each battle won
‘Til the Spirit breathes the words
That say, “My child, a job well done.”
Nancy K. Sullivan
8-22-2010
17 comments:
Oh, I love this, Nancy. What beautiful words to wake up to this morning. Thank you for sharing from your heart.
God bless,
Debbie
Sweet Nancy, what a wonderful sister in Christ you are. I just checked out my blog and also saw the comment you left on His Voice Alone. Your encouragement means so much. God bless you and your family as you care for your mother. I know it must be difficult for you right now, but I feel others are gaining strength from you as you continue to shine for the Lord. Be blessed, my friend.
Debbie
Hey, thanks for adding my button to your sidebar!
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Hi Nancy,
I saw your "softer voice" moniker next to your name today on the JoE site, and keyed in on it right away. I admire the soft voice--always wished I had been a "Beth-type" instead of a "Jo-type" in Little Women--but alas it is not so.
But at least I can live a soft voice vicariously through you:). Beautiful poem.
Your soft message, in this lovely poem, flows straight to the soul. I needed to read this. Thank you. (and thanks for your recent comment--it was so appreciated!)
What a beautiful poem. Thank you stopping by Ruth Bible study blog and your nice comment. Thank you for following. I love your blog and now following.
Beautiful! Thank you for touching my spirit in a special way!
Beautifully written!
Hi Nancy,
Haven't visited you wonderful site for a while... But it is clear that God continues to speak through you.
Would love to have the permission to re-post some of your BEAUTIFUL poetry again, if that's okay with you. As before, your work will be CLEARLY attributed to you. Please tell me what you think.
God Bless!!!!
Hello Nancy,
I found your blog on the Blog Farm and I'm glad that I did. I think your style of writing - and this poem in particular - are wonderful! Thanks for sharing your talent, and I look forward to more!
Be Blessed,
Tor Constantino
www.torconbooks.com
I love your poetry. I added myself as a follower. God Bless You.
Beautiful! I learned all too well that we're not guaranteed another breath when my 17 year old daughter was murdered earlier this year. I don't want to waste another day! Thanks and God bless you!
Wow, what a beautiful poem! I pray these words often. Someone I love once said, "When I die I don't want to leave behind a life of insignificance. I want to leave a great big hole." Thank you for your sweet comment on my story about the Rolls Royce clunker. It warmed my heart.
Just checking back to read any postings you may have written.
I’ve been following and enjoying your blog for a while now and would like to invite you to visit and perhaps follow me back. Sorry I took so long for the invitation.
Great poem.
I like your blog! I'm adding myself as your newest follower and I hope you'll check out my blog as well.
These are beautiful words, thanks for sharing:)
thank you
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