FIREPLACE POETRY

Although it may sound simple, the one thing I wish I could do less of is…. worry. Too often, I find myself stressing about things I can’t control and instead of trusting and having faith…. I over analyze situations and worry. I’ve gotten a lot better over the years, but it’s something I’m still striving to get better at.

If I can be totally honest…. I even stress about this web page. I don’t have any social media so when I first decided to create “Fireplace Poetry”, I had no clue how I could get the word out.

Could you all do me a favor? If you are able and want to, can you please help me spread the word? Also if you like the page or any particular poem, could you please like, share and/or subscribe? (that way I actually know things are being read and it’s not just going into some online abyss) ❤

The Fire:

I wrote this poem while I was in the middle of the “fire” (AKA A Hard Time) – I was stressing so much & finally remembered who I needed to call on.

Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego

They stood in the fire, long ago

In the trial, In the change

I bet demons were chanting their names.

Jesus, Jesus!

They pled – Jesus, Jesus!

They stood in the fire, they saw the flames

but they moved through it

with no pain.

Jesus, Jesus!

Because of Jesus, Jesus!

The Devil might try to knock you down,

but always remember

who wears the crown!