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A WORTHY VESSEL

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 09:37:00 EST

Since time immemorial the waves have roared
Lashing and forming the sandy shores,
Then still, then storm, then high, then low;
Breaking where seawater ebb and flow.

THE BOOK

Belinda van Rensburg — Wed, 17 Nov 2010 18:40:00 EST

You'll do well to take a look
Within the pages of The Book
To find out where you're coming from;
To learn about God and His Son.

IN HIM I LIVE AND MOVE AND HAVE MY BEING

Belinda van Rensburg — Tue, 10 Aug 2010 07:02:00 EST

A poem based on Acts 17:28 �For in him we live and move and have our being.� As some of your own poets have said, �We are his offspring.� (NIV)

A FAR BETTER PLACE

Belinda van Rensburg — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 04:57:00 EST

We're on our way to a far better place
Where we will see Jesus face to Face,
Bridegroom and bride, united at last
Will walk hand in hand on streets clear as glass.

RIDE THE WIND

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 28 Mar 2010 08:18:00 EST

Rise up and ride the wind, dear child,
Soar high on eagles' wings;
Though it blow fierce; though it be mild,
Rise above all that it brings.

THIS MOMENT IN TIME

Belinda van Rensburg — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 11:08:00 EST

A poem inspired by C.S. Lewis (The Screwtape Letters)

The Past is frozen; it no longer flows;
What's already happened, everyone knows.
It's gone; it's solid - it cannot be changed;
For better of worse it can't be exchanged.

THE MEDIUM

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 04:17:00 EST

Before I became a Christian a clairvoyant read me my fortune. She accurately told me things about my past as well as certain experiences I was going through at the time of the reading. Then she started to foretell my future. When she came to the age of thirty-three she stopped and said she couldn't see beyond that age. I always thought it meant that I would die then, but actually that was the year I became a reborn Christian. God wouldn't allow the devil to speak into my life once I belonged to Him. He loves us so very, very much!

GOD'S LITTLE BUILDERS

Belinda van Rensburg — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 05:59:00 EST

Whenever termites build their nests
They hardly stop to take a rest;
They send their scouts out far and near
To search for perfect sites somewhere,
To sculpt from turf their odd-shaped mounds;
Cathedrals rising from the ground.

THE MASTER PAINTER

Belinda van Rensburg — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 22:25:00 EST

A glowing white-washed orb hung high
Lighting up the midnight sky
As silently it spins and sails
Upon ordained and preset trails.

THE WINTER OF MY SOUL

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 14:18:00 EST

Unnoticed and oh, so slowly
A breeze is moving through my soul -
I've turned my back on all things holy;
Having fun's my only goal.

HEARTS ON FIRE

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 06:49:00 EST

Glory, glory to God on High
Lord of the mountains; El-Shaddai
Righteous One thund'ring through space
Savior of the human race.

LORDS OF THE NIGHT

Belinda van Rensburg — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 14:22:00 EST

As the sun sinks behind buildings and meadows;
When darkness moves in and the lesser lights rule -
Lone figures scurry and slink in the shadows
Mangy and starving they search, sniff and drool.

TELL ME YOU LOVE HIM

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 05:00:00 EST

Romance is totally wasted on me
If Jesus crucified you do not see;
Freshly-cut roses in a fragrant bunch;
Treating me to a nice dinner or lunch
Does not impress me if you do not care
About the lost souls in the world out there.

FRIGHT NIGHT (a children's poem)

Belinda van Rensburg — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 08:25:00 EST

In the deepest, darkest night
After I've switched off the light
Creatures lurk within my room
Planning my demise and doom.

MY SUPERHERO (a children's poem)

Belinda van Rensburg — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 05:24:00 EST

The world is full of superheroes
Decked in tights and flowing capes,
But in truth they're only zeroes;
Strange cartoon-created shapes.

HEAVEN'S CURRENCY

Belinda van Rensburg — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 10:30:00 EST

We've not been bought with diamonds, with silver or with gold
Since none of these could free us from the devil's vice-like hold.
We've not been saved through threats, with promises or force
For such manipulative methods God would not endorse.

SOUL QUEST

Belinda van Rensburg — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 06:04:00 EST

We're pilgrims on a quest
From our time of birth
Seeking peace and rest
Whilst dwelling on the Earth.

TEACH ME, LORD

Belinda van Rensburg — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 07:00:00 EST

Touch me, Spirit; teach me -
To walk in all God's ways.
Open my eyes and help me see,
God's plan for me this day.

SLIPPING SLIDING

Belinda van Rensburg — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 07:57:00 EST

Slipping sliding; there's no hiding
From the Lord's correction; chiding -
Though He loves us He can't stand
To look upon sins small or grand.

A BROKEN LULLABYE

Belinda van Rensburg — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 06:45:00 EST

Hush now, there now, please don't cry -
Mommy will sing you a lullaby
Of little lambs as white as snow
And twinkling stars that glitter and glow.

ANGEL CHILD

Belinda van Rensburg — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 11:31:00 EST

This poem is dedicated to a very special little boy in my life.

SHEPHERDS IN WOLVES' CLOTHING

Belinda van Rensburg — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 10:21:00 EST

Why is it that there are those who will use
God's Word which they distort and abuse?
Charlatans with their gold chains and rings -
Selling bottled water and other 'blessed' things.

BRICKS AND MORTAR

Belinda van Rensburg — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 08:10:00 EST

Laying bricks upon another
Mortar in between;
One stone placed upon the other;
Realization of a dream.

LEAN ON ME

Belinda van Rensburg — Wed, 20 Jan 2010 05:00:00 EST

When I was yet a tiny fir tree
Shallow-rooted, supple, thin;
Another young tree grew beside me
And I thought it rude of him.