Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

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  • 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

  • Advent Prayer

    -Inspired by Revelation 22:20 Come, Lord Jesusinto the waiting silence of my heart.Let hope take root where weariness has grown,and faith find light where shadows linger. Teach me to watch, not with anxious eyes,but with a soul made still in trust.You have come once in humility,and You will come again in glory,but even now, come 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

  • Hymn to the Holy Trinity (8.8.8.8 Long Meter)

    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

  • The missing piece

    the puzzle nears its shapeedges lockedcorners sureyet the empty space lingers I press in fragmentsshards of glorysplinters of gainbut the gap keeps breathing only grace can fill the gapshared through mercy nailed to woodand placed by scarred hands and still many search “There is a God shaped vacuum in the heart of every man which Read more

  • Beware of false prophets

    Those who deem themselves wise, from whenceConvinced by their own “convincibility,”Portend to put forth eloquenceYet speak with vacant agility.(Nothing more) They wax poetic, quite nostalgic,With flair for polished parlance, bold,Presenting obfuscatory rhetoricA dance where wisdom’s left untold.(Nothing more) While some may believe the words flower,Obfuscation? That’s not it.More like an over-fragrant towerOf steaming, stylized bullshit.(Nothing Read more