Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

#Jesus

  • Beneath the Falling

    I keep discoveringhow far I am from You. Somewherestuck in the hidden chambersof my own heartwhere shadows still gather. I reach for Youand somehow reachfor myself instead. I speak of loveand then withhold it.I speak of surrenderand end  up clinging to what I fear losing. I am dusttrying to rememberthe shape of heaven. And still,Jesus,… Read more

  • The Space Between

    I have tried to follow Your lightwith eyes that fail to see clearly. I have called my own voiceYour whisper,and walked roadsI thought You had given me. Then I found myself lost. And I wonderif You saw the tryingor only the wandering. But perhaps You see deeper. Perhaps You seethe small, trembling yesbeneath my failure,the… Read more

  • Eyes That Spoke

    I met Jesus on the road, where dust clung to my feetand the sun had brownedthe edges of everything. He was dirty too. Not shining.Not crowned.Not distant. Just there. Our eyes met. And I have never seen eyesspeak so loudly,yet in silence. somehowHis eyes knew my name. They knew the placesand things within meI had… Read more

  • AMDG

    In every step, in every stride,AMDG, our noble guide,Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam,For God’s greater glory, our heart’s hymn. In every task, both great and small,We heed the whisper of the call,To lift our deeds, our thoughts, our aim, In service of a higher flame. For in the depths of every soul,There lies a spark that… Read more

  • Those Who Lift High but do not Carry

    Behold they who lift the crossbut refuse to carrythe Christ who hung upon it. Beware those who praise the Saviorwho fled to Egypt,yet despise the immigrant. They pretend to worshipa brown-skinned Messiah,yet judge their neighborby the color of his skin. They call themselves blessed,while storing treasuresthe poor prayed for. They let their hands and hymns… Read more

  • Without Counting

    Without cost the morning comes,laying gold upon the lake,asking nothing for its light. Without cost the sparrow sings,spilling music through the air,unaware of any debt. So too the gifts that shaped my life—a hand that lifted,a word that healed,a mercy I did not earn. What was freely placed within my heartwas never mine to keep.… Read more

  • Heart’s Language

    Since the surgery,my heart has found a new language. Not louder,only stranger. A small, composite witnesskeeping time beneath my ribs,a quiet clickthat arrived with mercy,though it sounded at firstlike interruption. In those early daysI heard it everywhere.In silence.In prayer.Between one breathand the next. I wonderedif I would ever forget it. Now,it waits for me at… Read more

  • In Silence

    In Silence, I Know Your PeaceNot in the search for answers,nor in the clamor of my own thoughts,but in the quiet placewhere words become listeningand my heart remembersthat You have been here all along. In silence, I know Your peace. It settles like morning lightupon restless waters,softening what I cannot mend,holding what I cannot carry,teaching… Read more

  • Jesus teaches

    Obedience is freedom. The soul bows,and in its bendingfinds release. The law is love,not written to bind,but to lead usinto the heart of God. Love is sacrifice. It empties itselfwithout counting the cost,and calls that lossjoy. Forgiveness is not optional. Mercy is the pathwe are asked to walk,againand again. Give. The open handis the only… Read more

  • Blessings

    May your love becomea quiet chapelwhere grace learns your namesby heart. May laughter keep the windows open,forgiveness keep the fire lit,and tenderness return each nightlike prayer. When joy overflows,may you kneel in gratitude.When sorrow arrives,may you carry it togetherwithout fear. And through all your days,may God dwell gently between you,making one lifefrom two faithful hearts.… Read more