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A Mere Messenger


Let me be a breeze of gentle inspiration wafting amongst those

Whom I meet on my spiritual walk upon this earth,

Tirelessly seeking truth and love and ways to fulfill

God’s plan for the purpose of my humble existence.

Let me be a healing porous sponge to soak up the salty tears

Of wounded hearts, broken beings, and destitute souls.

Let my genuine compassion help those with desperate cries and deep sorrow

And please grant me strength and love to console their woeful pains.

Let me be the comforting lamp in the dark neighborhood, a steady warm glow–

Offering insightful perspectives and new possibilities where hope is lost,

God, grant me clear vision so I may filter through the rubbish

And be a humble helper to my fellow humankind, a light into the dark corners.

God, grant me the canny ability to see beneath false pretenses,

And beyond the trickery that exists in this world like a house of mirrors that

Beckons and laughs at the hapless confused hungry Seekers

Who grasp for the sweet tea of life for solace, but bump into glass walls they cannot see.

Help me to offer a tender touch, an ear to listen, a wise word to ponder

With Your blessing and counsel and grace, let me share

Your soothing love, and with Your help, please use me

To be like an earth-angel, the salve or the sage, humbly in Your service.

God, please show me how to fulfill Your purpose for my grateful life

Bless my writing and bestow in me Your words that I may put to paper.

Grant me courage, wisdom and strength, and with Your hand of guidance,

Allow me to inscribe Your messages and share Your Word with devout artistic grace.

In Jesus name, I pray



Oh, That Was You, Lord

I found my way to You, Great Lord

After bumping along life’s road

I was dunked 3 times in a swimming pool,

Happy you were lifting my load.

That was the day of my Baptism

The day I opened the door,

How proud I was that I found You–

I had a desire to learn even more!

As I walked about, a new Christian,

Filled with love of the Holy Spirit

I could only speak wonders of You, Lord

And give You all the credit.

Then I got busy and life took some turns

And my marriage began to sour

I made no time to pray or reflect

Self-help books were the source of my power

It was his fault, Lord, I had no doubt (!)

For I was the compassionate wife

But things kept spiraling out of control

Our marriage was full of strife.

We made the decision to get divorced

It was just a matter time

Two more paychecks and he’d be ready

I searched for my answers online.

One Spring day I went through my closet

Something urged me to weed out my junk

And there was my Bible tucked away on a shelf

My pulse raced, yet my heart sunk.

How long had it been, Lord, since we’d convened?

I was embarrassed with guilt and shame

I forgot about You and let the world steer me

Do you even remember my name?

I dusted the cover and let it fall open

And the book of Romans appeared

I settled down in a comfortable sit

As Your words and my spirit cohered.

There is no one righteous, I read in 3:10

We’ve all sinned and fall short of God’s glory

We have peace with God that we access through faith

Our tribulations and trials are transitory.

Tribulations may teach us perseverance

And through this we may learn how to be

Of the character and capacity God hopes for us

And a good Christian for all to see.

Do not conform to the pattern of this world

Be transformed by the renewing of your mind,

Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought

Use God’s gifts to help all mankind.

These messages rang clear and made me re-think

As they slowly permeated my soul

I dropped my ego and prayed for my marriage

And once again I began to feel whole.

Many years have passed since those turbulent times

Our marriage is now in good health

With God’s grace we celebrated our 21st year

And learned another meaning of wealth.

In those darkest nights when I thought I controlled

The frayed fragments I held onto so tight

I realize Oh, that was You, Lord

Who carried me through my plight.

Editor’s note: This poem was written and submitted by Sermsee Kerner. It’s about the author and her husband, Andrew. To submit your poem for publishing consideration, email the entire poem to No phone calls. If the poem is slated to be published, we will contact you within a week.

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