Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

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  • I Will Come Near

    I will come near.Not to explain.Not to soften what you have hardened. I will come nearas a witnessin justice,in judgement. I will speak against they who seekfalse power more than obedience.Against the covenant breakerwho hides in shadowsand sings in the light. I will speak against the liarwho uses My nameto make falsehood sound righteous. Against… Read more

  • Winter Sunrise

    The trees stand in shadow,holding the night’s questions. The sun rises,a golden giftspilled over the world. Water receives it,silent, wide,mirroring light as prayer. I breathe in the quiet,noticing patiencein every branch. If the world can open this way,perhaps I can too,letting His lightfill what I cannot see. Read more

  • The Word Became Flesh

    Before time had a measure,the Word moved silentlythrough shadow and stillness.Life stirred as a deep, luminous pulsethat called existence itself into being.In that life, the light shinesto reveal the sacred contour of all things,the hidden heartbeat of the world.And the Word became flesh.We saw His gloryfilled with grace and truth. -Inspired by John 1:1-15 Read more

  • The Last Days of Advent

    The candles have spoken their namesand burned themselves down to quiet truths.Hope learned to endure,Joy softened into stillness,Peace found room in the ache,Love bent low and stayed. Now the wreath holds its breath. We have walked the long waythrough promise and patience,through prayers that did not hurry God.The road narrows here.Words thin.Attention sharpens. Above us,… Read more

  • A Thanksgiving Prayer

    I pray for those who gather in joy,their tables bright with laughter,their hearts warmed by familiar voices,their gratitude rising like incensein the quiet places of the soul. I pray for those who do not find joyin gathering,whose memories sit heavy on the table,whose hopes feel threadbare,whose hearts carry storiesthat others do not see.May grace meet… Read more

  • Fill Me From Within

    Inspired by Ephesians 3:16–19 Lord, I come with empty hands,Weary heart and shifting sands.Not to strive or prove I’m good,But to be shaped, as only You could. Strengthen me deep in my soul,Where brokenness hides, where I’ve lost control.Let Your Spirit breathe in the quiet place,And flood my doubt with steady grace. Dwell in my… Read more

  • The Arc of Freedom

    There is no condemnation.Not for me,not anymore.The chains have fallen,the verdict stands.Christ has borne it all. The Spirit breathes in me now,not the weight of law,but the wind of life.What the flesh could not carry,grace has lifted.What sin had brokenand love takes its place. I am no longer debtorto the old ways of death.I am… Read more

  • On Peace

    Peace is not the hush of silence,nor the pause between battles,but the steady breathing of a worldaligned with what is just. It is the stillness of a heartno longer chasing every storm,a quiet strength that steadieswhen shadows lengthen. Peace is found in the unseen,the hand unclenched,the word withheld,the forgiveness offered in secret. It is not… Read more

  • O Father, unbegotten One,Eternal source, the fount, the Son;O Christ, the Word, true Light from Light,Redeemer, Lord, our saving might. O Spirit, Love of Father, Son,Proceeding where the Three are One;Consuming Fire, our hearts renew,Make holy all we say and do. All glory to the Father be,All praise, O Christ, eternally;O Spirit, blesséd Trinity,All worship… Read more

  • The messy work

    We scrub our hands with soap,rinse off the dust and sweat,as if love’s labor leaves no mark. But the deeper grime is silence,turning away,love withheld. That stain seeps inward,clinging to the soul.No water can reach it. Only a heart laid bare,washed in surrender,comes clean. Read more