Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

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  • I will leave it all

    I want to leave it allthe careful keeping,the small cache of certaintythe names I give to fearso I can pretend it belongs to me I want to leave it allto love Not the soft word I usewhen I mean comfortbut the love that madethe first bird lift its chest into airwithout asking permission That isto… Read more

  • When the Story Turns Toward Us

    Holy God,You tell the story slowlyas if giving us timeto find our place in it. A road stretches from Jerusalem to Jericho.A man lies brokenwhere no one meant to stop. We recognize the dangerand the cost of compassion. But thenYou turn the story toward us. The question is no longerWho is my neighborbutWhat will we… Read more

  • In Truth and in Action

    We must stop callingour own noise love If it never costs us timenever rearranges our lifenever risks our reputationit is only talkrehearsing itself Love does not announceIt shows up Not in wordNot in speech But in truth that bleedsinto what we do -based on 1 JN 3:18 Read more

  • Love Without Loopholes

    Not the neighbor you would have chosen.Not the easy one.Not the safe one. The command does not ask your opinion. Your neighbor is the interruptionstanding in the middle of your life,carrying need you did not scheduleand wounds you do not want to touch. They are not theoretical.They are here. You do not get to edit… Read more

  • Lead me

    Perfect Onelead me the quiet way of Your heartwithout the restless hunger to impressbut the slow turning of my soultoward the fullness of Your love You are whole in every breathYou pour light on those who curse YouYou rain mercy on those who forget YouYou love without measureand call me to walk in that same… Read more

  • The Choice

    Consider: Without HimI accomplish nothingWith HimI accomplish everything I Chooseto follow HimWho’s alreadychosen me Read more

  • Be Still and Know

    In the whisper where striving falls silentwhere the heart unclenches its tired fistssomething gentle begins to unfold No blazenor trembling visionjust a simple clearing of the inner sky In slow-moving mercyI believed in what I could not seebecause I now see what has always been true     fear distorts     pride builds walls     longing aches for what… Read more

  • The First Visitors

    They came from elsewhere,from prayers spoken in another tongue,from charts of fire and dustwhere the heavens were read like a scrollnever meant to stay closed. Not sons of covenant,not schooled in the law,but watchers of the nightwho trusted that light is never random,that a star may choose a road. They carried with themthe weight of… 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