This poem was
written after I learned that talking to Jesus throughout the day blessed me beyond my understanding and poured in strength, both spiritual,
emotional, and energy, which naturally was not my own! Abiding in the vine is a blessed wonderful way to live!
In the Vine
Seasons change,
winters pass
And spring knocks
On our door
Or a storm
With a mighty roar
With a mighty roar
Sometimes through a
bad spell
Our soul shrivels
and shrinks
We lose our golden link
We lose our golden link
Yet some of us stronger souls
In the darkness shine
As we abide in the Vine
In the darkness shine
As we abide in the Vine
And during that swirling season
We don't live on our wits,
intellect or reason
And then we experience joy in that season!
And then we experience joy in that season!
In that moment in
time
In communion with
God
New doors swing open
His wondrous Voice has spoken
New doors swing open
His wondrous Voice has spoken
Our spirits rise to the
sublime
We sit at His table to dine
His
presence transfigures us
Miracles happen in our lives!
Miracles happen in our lives!
When we abide in the Vine
© Rita Farhat Kurian
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