I Am Blessed
To be born of a woman
No there's so much more
For before I took up residence in her womb
He knew me, in thought, in form
In eternity He who ever, for ever is eternity
Placed me where I ought to be
The expressed, manifestation of His infiniteness
Created after His image and likeness
This body I'm in which sees a drop of rain
Yet not grasp the rainbow formed by the light passing through
Reminds me so much more that I never knew
A promise for all, not just a few
Who speak a thousand worlds into existence
Just by a mere thought
Can speak it and it's here, there, everywhere
There is nowhere, where He's not there
The question is asked, 'how can this be'?
There is much more, my eyes can't see
Of creatures below my very feet
Which by being here we meet and greet
I cannot see them with eyes I've been given
But that very fact says they're here
Living, breathing, existing by Him
Life inherent, can think it, speak it, breath it into being
Can't I not say I'm truly blessed
When awaken from sleep
My heart still beats, though I'm not awake
I'm only here by and for His sake
Time has a past, present and future
Him who ever, is outside of time
Has now given to me a hope sublime
That the body that I'm in, ravaged by sin
Will gave way to another for me to live in
Deep calls unto deep as worlds we know not
Listen to hear that voice speak
From waters of the lake hearing 'Peace Be Still'
To every matter created by Him
Though diverse in form and function
Complements the unison of the whole
All that can be seen by human eyes
Others not seen but exist to be seen by others
Show the infiniteness of Him who ever liveth
Can take any form even to come and die
For all mankind unworthy as I
So much more is there to be seen
Bodies as these will not withstand
The complexities willing to be shown
The time will come in which all will be revealed
Yet so much more is concealed
That light that lighted every matter
Atom and all else known and that still unknown
Which spake and it was done
Commanded and it stood fast
Piercing the womb, will again pierce the tomb
For how can the finite grasp hold of the infinite
How can that housed in a body comprehend that with none
Cannot be contained in time and space
Forever learning and never fully learning
For only God can be God
For this I'm truly blessed.
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.