In the Vine - Poem

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 the richest, blessed most wonderful way to live!

In the Vine

Seasons change, winters pass

And spring knocks

On our door

Or a storm
With a mighty roar

Sometimes through a bad spell

Our soul shrivels and shrinks
As we lose our golden link

Yet some of us stronger souls
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!

In that moment in time

In communion with God
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!

When we abide in the Vine

© Rita Farhat Kurian