Thursday, May 2, 2013


*I wrote this poem while walking around the Grand Canyon on April 23, 2013. It was truly a spectacular sight. This was the first part of the canyon I saw and immediately took a picture. God literally stole my breath with this beautiful piece of His creation. It did not have a specific 1-2-1-2 poetic rhyming style, but not all poems do. Enjoy!-JF*

I stand at the spot where God stole my breath
So much so, I found myself near the point of death
How a God could create a sight so beautiful
So breathless
So complex
So huge, and I am ever grateful.
My heart pounds in anticipation with each next sight
Leaving me breathless by the power of His might
The same might that caused Earth's waters to flood
So deep is this Canyon, deep as the sin paid by his blood
So wide is this Canyon, as wide as my sin is cast
Eternity is more beautiful than this Canyon? How can that be so? 
God saves the best sights for last, this much I know.

*I was truly in awe here. I felt so small, so inadequate, so lacking in worth. Looking down the Canyon,  I could spot people camping far off. They felt even smaller. From God's perspective, this Canyon is a dot. And I am even smaller than said dot, yet God still spots me and shines! It was a reminder of God being in control of my life, and despite my daily failures to live up to His standards, God is love, God is Justice and forgiveness has already happened at the cross*.