Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

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  • 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

  • Vast and Deep

    The big Lake is so vast, watching it for a week from the back deck gives barely a peek. Never the same yet always the same, the big Lake lends only a glance of its glory and mere imaginary wonder of its depth, heaving what seems to be entire tree on the morning shore from… Read more

  • Let Your light enter the hidden rooms of my heart,where fear has lingeredand old grief has built its dwelling. Speak there in the silence,where no human voice can reach,and let Your presence become my peace. You are the Life—the living Vine,the fountain no desert can exhaust,the Resurrection already risingwithin every soul that rests in You.… Read more

  • When God seized my heart,the world did not shatter. I did. Not into ruin,but into surrender.Every throne I built within myselffell silent at His touch. The names I gave myself,the fears I called wisdom,the wounds I called home— He took them. And where they had lived,He placed a holy fire.Now even my longing belongs to… Read more

  • A Fog Haiku

    Mist climbs from the seathe world forgets its own nameand listens for dawn Read more

  • My Calling, my Voice

    May I be a voice for those whose words are lost,and courage for those whose strength is spent.Keep me from the comfort of silencewhen justice calls my name. You call me to see the those who seem invisible,hear the unheard,and honor the dignityYou have woven into every soul. I know a noble life is not… Read more

  • The Sun Ascends

    This morning, before the boats stirred,before the gulls began their circling, the big lake held the last of the nightlike a deep and ancient thought. The water was nearly still. Only a small ripple moved outwardfrom somewhere unseen,widening across the dark surfaceuntil it disappeared into silence. Then the eastern horizonbegan to brighten. Not suddenly. A… Read more

  • Onomatopoeia

    This morning the world prayed before I did The robin sang cheep-cheepfrom the lilac branch The creek whispered gurgle-gurgleover patient stones Leaves applauded with a gentle rustleand somewhere beyond the hilla bee hummed its tiny hymnbuzzzz I smiled at the sacred onomatopoeiaof Your creationall these soundsthat are somehow more than soundseach one a small translationof… Read more

  • Learning to Love

    Love is not always polite. Love does not always bowto comfort,or whisper only what we wish to hear. Sometimes love arriveslike a hand upon the shoulder,turning us gentlytoward a truth we would rather avoid. Sometimes love asks more of usthan we are prepared to give. Yet love never strips anotherof their dignity. Love does not… Read more

  • Your Home in Me

    Lord Jesus,you promised nearness made permanent.You said you would comeas a homebuilder of the soul. Teach me what it meansin the quiet rooms of a human heart,furnished with weakness, longing, and unfinished faith. I confess how often I treat you as a guest,tidying up before prayer,hiding what feels unworthy,forgetting that love does not rent space,it… Read more