Category: Poems About Sin and Temptation
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Deep Poem About Being Selfish – I Me My Mine
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In our self-centeredness, we can lose sight of the world around us and block spiritual growth. This post and deep poem about being selfish examines the cost of living looking through the lens of I, ME, MY, MINE.
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An Outstretched Hand Poem About God’s Grace
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An Outstretched HandGrace waits patiently for everyonelike Charon beside the River Styx.But Grace requires no coinagefor sin’s payment has been nixed.The sound of a boulder’s rumble,louder to the soul than deafening thunder,is the receipt for the cost of transgression, paid in full.It leaves even angels still in wonderat the depth of love that bears such…
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Wrestling With Sin A Poem About Sexual Desire Temptation
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Wrestling With Sin A Poem About Sexual Desire Temptation I’m wrestling with sin doing my damnedest not to give in. But I feel my back pinned to the mat knowing that temptation is going to win. My life feels like a chokehold, strangled beneath a force so strong and bold that I’ve grown tired of…
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Satan’s Speech Christian Religious Narrative Poem
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Satan’s SpeechA Narrative Poem with Religious ThemesSatan stepped up to the podium,cleared his throat, and tapped the microphoneto address his legions of demons gatheredwith each new, human generationto discuss matters of military penetration.”It is no longer necessaryto corrupt good for evil,” he said.”It’s quite satisfactory to distractthe mind and heart from mission to resignation,carried away…
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Poem About Being Human, Making Mistakes, and Growing Old
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We’re Only Human The older we get the less certain we are of absolutes. But one thing we’re absolutely certain of is our flawed, human nature. When we’re children we yearn for the day we’ll have all the answers, when we’ll no longer feel scared or vulnerable, and when we’ll stop making stupid mistakes. Until…
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Poem about Wrestling with God and Accepting God’s Will
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Tug O’ War Engaged in a constant game of tug o’ war between your will and mine. Sweating out the hours. Eking out the days, muscles bulging in desperate exhaustion, clinging to dust. Why do I wrestle with you? Why does my foolish heart still insist it knows better despite a lifelong record of defeat?…
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Poem About the Grace and Mercy of God
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The Questions of Life Are we free or predetermined? At the helm of the open seas or merely indentured servants? Why the trials, why the burdens if life is as it’s meant to be, if the future is certain? But as for me, I’m determined to believe that freewill is your loving flame for us…
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Poem about Sin and God’s Grace by Justin Farley
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Mistakes and Promises by Justin Farley My mistakes are unlimited, my promises are sometimes half-hearted and indifferent, and my character can get thrown wherever desire moves me, swayed like willow branches in the wind. But when the waves of my sin pass, guilt juts through my soul like shards of glass, and I’m left to…
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Christian Poem About Having An Inflated Ego and Being Selfish
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A Christian Poem About the Dangers of Being Selfish and Prideful “Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.” – Proverbs 16:18 (KJV) “Me, My, Mine” Ignorance is expressed as “me, my, mine”, ignoring in every facet of life the presence of the Divine. Covering your eyes doesn’t make the sun not…
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A Christian Poem About God’s Love, Grace, and Renewal
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An inspirational poem that examines the love, grace, and mercy of God through Jesus Christ.
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Poem About Recovery From Addiction – The Streets of Delusion
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The Streets of Delusion – A Poem About Addiction Recovery I walked the streets of delusion where the streetlights glow with golden spheres of flame. Dancing like fireflies in a glass jar, their seductive splendor tempted me, whispering my ego’s name. I walked the streets of delusion believing them to be paved with adventure and romantic…
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The Mirror of Truth – A Poem
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The Mirror of Truth – A Poem Into the mirror I gaze and am wrapped within the frame of a smoky haze of secrets swirling within glass. I can’t deny the face, can’t pretend I don’t know, have no trace of realization that the figure before my eyes is me. It’s unsettling to see the…
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Reflections – A Poem About Character Flaws
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Reflections – A Poem About Character Flaws The extent of my weaknesses are revealed Beneath the weight of uncertainty. I am often a self-absorbed child, Believing that time and even the world itself should stop for me. My futile fury of feeble insecurity Is shocking and pries open my eyes To inner flaws I was blind…
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Upon This Rock – A Christian Poem of Grace
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Upon This Rock – A Christian Poem of Grace Upon this rock I walk Uncertain, yet composed. Not crushed beneath the veil of darkness, For with me always is a light that glows. The demons of my weakness harass me. Past failures breed doubts to future plans. But upon this rock I’m free, Caressed and…
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Narcissus and God – A Poem
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My feelings for you swing like a pendulum, driven by the forces of gravity; pulled back down by life’s realities and the weather during these ever-changing seasons of my life. I have hated you. I have loved you. I have sought you and found nothing but empty space. I have sought you and found the…
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Wandering – A Christian Poem About Guilt
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Your commandments loom over me, Blinding my eyes like a bright light in the midst of darkness. It hurts my eyes and causes me to turn away From the angelic presence of your glory. Isn’t this the essence of the human story, Locked in a constant battle with our foolish hearts Year after year choosing…
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My Own Prison – A Christian Poem
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My Own Prison – A Christian Poem Your law feels like a jailer’s prisonthat constrains me in a straight jacket,unable to move within my cell.I could strip off my dirty clothesand unlock my chamber door…But what awaits me out in the free world?What of my foolish desiresif life loses all meaning and beautybecomes simply a…
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The Problem of Man – A Christian Poem
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The Problem of Man – A Christian Poem You whisper to me in shades of sadness, Silently stammering like a broken record Skipping over the same ol’ speech. What do I do with this madness – This sinful desire that corrupts my heart with each new beat? I welcome you with open arms The moment…
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