Her beautiful, faith-based and Christ-centered poetry have thrilled our hearts in the past! We are blessed and honored to welcome Shiriel to our blog with a fresh creative expression for 2025…
At long last, Gratitude
I had not thought
To be thus taught
Of love…
Through silences,
Through absences,
Through talk of other women,
And through lies…
Through a husband’s cool indifference
To my cries…
Through callous, cruel,
And careless nonchalance…
Through lack of interest
In my needs or wants.
But oh, in His great wisdom,
Abba gave
To me
A “mirage” rotting in a grave.
And then, He gave me
What I needed most,
He introduced me to the Holy Ghost!
The Comforter!
Whose arms did draw me near.
Encircled me, and
Sheltered me from fear.
Each night that I
Would pray for hours
And weep
Until my weary eyes
Would close in sleep
Upon that bathroom floor
Behind closed door
Just listening to him snore,
And snore, and snore.