Saturday, February 11, 2012

I Know What Jesus Looked Like....

I know what Jesus looked like.
I see Him in the faces of my grandchildren,
in a sun-drenched alpine meadow
filled with rainbows of wildflowers.
I know what He sounded like, too.
His voice is in the laughter of 
children in the distance,
drifting through my kitchen window
on a summer day.
I know where He walked...
through the valleys of life's trials
and beside me in 
the still waters.
I know what the hem of His garment
felt like.
There was healing in its hem.
There was comfort
in its warmth.
I know what His love is.
It has flooded my soul
and filled my heart with
peace.
And I know what His Word is.
Life everlasting.

7 comments:

Simone said...

Did you write this, Kris? It's so beautiful! I love every word!

MissKris said...

All the poetry on my blog, if it isn't credited to someone else, is written by me. :-)

LC said...

This is one of your best! A great capture of eternal truth. I am so proud of you!

Rob-bear said...

Wow! Just wow!

Anonymous said...

Just love this one!

Isabella said...

Wow! That is a beautiful poem, thank you for posting this.

Damien said...

dear misskris,
thank you so much for your warm and encouraging words. i started doing my little daily fingerpost quotes as i began the long process of returning to health after receiving a bone marrow transplant for leukemia (at johns hopkins). it's been six years. god is good. you have a lovely blog. and i do share your love of quotes if not your talent for poetry.
kind regards,
damien howard