Very challenging competition!

What the poem is about: Your testimony of Faith.

What is a testimony of Faith? Your testimony is the story of your life that tells how God saved you and what He has done in your life (what he has brought you out of, done for you, done through you, etc.). In your testimony, the glory goes to God.

Requirements:
**Must rhyme.
**Must be your real testimony. No one elses, and must be truthful.

Deadline: December 14th, 2009.

1st place = 10 comments, 20 "5/5" ratings.
2nd place = 3 comments, 5 "5/5" ratings.
3rd place = 2 comment, 1 "5/5" ratings.

Good luck! :)

Post on here to let me know if you are participating. Up to 20 people able to participate this round. Please claim spots. Thanks!

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Good for you hun for starting up a contest like this! Giving glory to our God for all he has given to us!

Well I am for sure interested, this sounds so intriguing and I will write and start on this tonight before going to bed.

God bless you!

~MaryAnne

Two Teachers
by Spirit

He taught me faith,
you taught me pain.
You showed me hopelessness,
he kept me sane.

You showed me hate,
he showed me love.
You live in hell,
he lives up above.

He taught me kindness,
you taught me doubt.
When you showed me noise
silence would drown it out.

He taught me faith,
you taught me pain.
When you taught me hopelessness,
he kept me sane.

Testimony of Faith
by: MaryAnne

I have gone through my life
like the packed pages of a book,
comprehending just the words
never caring to fully look.
The meanings have run past
my worried and mixed up mind,
then vanished into the unknown
their lessons I won't ever find.

I have never truly seen
the breaking dawn with fair eyes,
for distractions entangle me
and breathe false heresies.
I think of myself in high regard
when in actual sound and sight,
I am Satan's left hand
crushing all sense of light.

I claim your voice is unheard
like a silent but firm calling,
hiding away in mountain caves
your people's faith is falling.
With blindness I perform
charismatic acts and deeds
but lacking the honest love
that has sowed our withered seeds.

Where the river meets the sea,
I shall collide with destiny,
and my soul once more made free.

Willows whisper in chorus
as young winds join their chant,
souls of the sinners and saints
dance about the sunlight for long.
I see your presence in others
as I realize you came to save all,
please open my closed heart
and break this stubborn wall.

I no longer lurk in mournful shadows
but light my candle of hope
for you have ignited my spirit and soul
and illustrated ways to cope.
I am now a daylight songbird
having earned loving wings
forever will I pronounce your name
Oh Lord of lords, King of kings.

Awesome job so far!!! Keep them coming. This competition isnt as easy as it seems. These poems are beautiful, and what makes them more beautiful is that they speak about what God has really done in their lives!

Keep them coming, and invite friends to take up this challenge as well! :)