Amazing Grace (Poem - Idea courtesy Neeta Itty)

The day was calm and

The sky was clear

The lake was still and

The wind was dear

     I saw myself with my Jesus

    He and me alone

     I was in a boat with Jesus

     He and me alone

He taught me the realities of life

He taught me the ups and downs

I thought He did strife

In due course of His life.

     Now I see myself with Him

     He was a breeze of comfort

     Sharing my experiences with Him

     Walking with me on the shore

On our way did we see

A bearded man with a brooding back

Strolling toward Jesus and me

Wearing a pure white gown he came

     I asked Jesus who he was

     He said "Father Abraham was he"

     Overjoyed, jumping like a foal was I 

     'Coz my role model was he

Abraham came to us, bowed before Him

I was joyous to talk to him

"I've respected your faith" I said

"It was 'coz of AMAZING GRACE" he said

     I was jumping with joy

     When I realized it was no dream

     Like a child, happy to get back his toy

     I thanked Him for this

We walked through the path

Enjoying the nature did I walk

Fresh smelling lillies after its dew bath

Bees hummed when we did talk

     We saw from a distance a man

     I could clearly see his crown

     Shining amidst the sun

     By its brightness I did frown

I came to know it was King David

The man whom I respected in every way

The man whom God loved

The man who walked after His own heart

     He came and bowed low before Him

     Tears of joy filled mine eyes

     For this meeting, did I thank Him

     And boy, I was glad to see him

Psalms were a great source of uplifting

It's verses did help me in times of trouble

He said "all because of AMAZING GRACE

Was he able to write them"

     We both again strode on the path

     I was eager to see the next man

     I was wondering who could be next

     Saw him from a distance, coming to us

As he came nearer

Lo! He was just beside us

None other than St. Paul was he

Awestruck with excitement was I 

     I was talking to him 'bout his letters

     Which was a great inspiration to me

     All his teachings were a blessing

     Which guided me through the way

Now it was he who humbly said

That it was only that AMAZING GRACE

That he was able to preach

God's sole love for you

     While I was talking to him

     An inward joy was bubbling in my heart

     While I was talking to him

     I was just like a boy, excited

We walked through the streets

The more we went, the more I enjoyed

I heard the leaves rustling in the streets

It sounded " it's all that AMAZING GRACE"

     I could see the path before me

     Focussed on a point I could unsee

     But the fact that the AMAZING GRACE

     Is with me, I need nothing else.

   

 

This was a poem which I wrote approximately 22 years back. While discussing things with my second sister as I was walking through my initial days of faith, she had shared one of her dreams she saw one night. Walking with Jesus and meeting the stalwarts of faith face to face. Her joy was still ebbing in her eyes. She was also young in faith then. 

An amazing person who has strengthened me in my times of trouble. Whenever I walked through the dark roads of my life she has always been there pointing to that amazing grace.

The elder sister has been the motherly figure always. Always showing the love of our Saviour. The first one to come to faith among us three and lead the way. The way she clung on to that Amazing Grace when things were falling apart in her life, was a source of inspiration for us both, when we faced our struggles.

I praise God for this wonderful family that God has bestowed to bring me to that Amazing grace.

(I'll tell about my parents and my family sometime later.)