Make me as a flower in sun and rain.
May I, as by nature, turn to follow You
In Your course throughout my life.
Let Your holy, healing waters penetrate my being,
As roots planted securely in Your Providential soil,
Drink of Your constant streams.
As it is Your nature to water and supply,
May I by Rebirth,
Unfurl my gowns to Solomon’s delight.By Joann Nelander
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Fleeting Prayers – Arrows to the Heart #Prayer # Christianpoetry
Fleeting prayers
Known but to God
Recorded in His Heart.
Nothing wasted,
all in flower,
bearing fruit,
supplying for the need
of His Church.
throughout Time,
Nothing wasted,
nothing forgotten,
all in flower,
all bearing fruit.
By Joann Nelander
Upon the Vine
How sweet the fruit upon the vine,
Coming to be
Because of Thee.
Made to be food
With a touch of delight,
Feeding body and inviting the soul,
Born of a thousand labors,
Yet dependent on Thee,
You, Giver of sun, earth and seed,
Asking of Man (me),
To but work the Plan.
Then, weathered and together,
Life grows on tree
And takes root in me,
Gratitude tastes the gift,
And speaks my thanksgiving unto Thee.
Copyright 2014 Joann Nelander
All rights reserved
Fire of God’s Love
Fire of Love,
O steadfast Love,
Forge of me
Enduring Love,
As chains, whose links are born
In fire and flame.Hammered by blows,
That in the end form
And deliver my frame.Claim my metal
From the molten chaos
To shape and save me,
Never more, misshapen,
Wanton, amorphous,
Hardness of heart.Copyright © 2011 Joann Nelander
All rights reserved
Tears’ Request
Tears and holy desire,
These are my gift,
Your gift to me,
And my gift to You.
The night passes peacefully,
Knowing Your Heart
Is pressed to my heart,
With a listening ear.
How near You are
To the broken hearted,
And I allow
My heart To break,
Allowing You entrance.
Stake Your claim,
For I abandon
The land within,
And without
To Your good pleasure.
You are now
Lord of my every love.
Extend Your rule
To every corner
Of my being.
Enter the dark places
Shedding Light,
Drawing back the veil,
Hollowing this temple,
This consecrated,
And baptized ground
Of my eternal existence.
Set Your throne
Here in the center
Where once
I thought to reign,
But in reality
Served the “no gods”,
Deceptive counterfeits and usurpers.
Stretch me
From the inside out
And fill emptiness
Mending the shattered
That I may be the vessel made holy
The water jar
Filled to the brim
And overflowing.
Turn tears and holy desire
To those” torrents in the southern desert”,
Watering the parched
And giving drink to the thirsty
And glory
To My Thrice Holy God.
Copyright 2014 Joann Nelander
All rights reserved
Loving You
I lie here
Loving You,
O my God.
Who can conceive
Of You,
I Am Who Am?
You are ,
And it is You,
Who call me forth,
To know You.
I but glimpse
Your glory for now.
Catching sight of You,
Even for this moment,
I spend all I am,
To gaze on You,
Eternally.
For You see me
And love me,
And loving me,
You perfect me,
Uniting me
By a million million kisses,
No rather,
Kisses without number.
My “yes”
Has wed us.
“Forever” begins
With You.
Forever begins now,
And I will not turn back.
I lie here,
Living You,
O my God..
You are faithful.
Copyright 2014 Joan Joann Constance (Concetta) Therese Salerno Nelander
All rights reserved
Be Holy! 