Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Poem: Mary’s Prophetic Journey by Elaine Skibicki
Last Christmas I attended a Women’s Aglow luncheon and the coordinator, Elaine Skibicki read the following poem that she wrote. It touched my heart and I was grateful that she sent it to me so that I can share it with you.
Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy Hanukkah.
Mary’s Prophetic Journey
One nite the angel Gabriel came to me
A simple Jewish girl living in poverty.
In a little town of Nazareth, by a big oak tree.
What could I offer anyone, especially God Almighty?
“Greetings!” His voice filled the room;
“You are highly favored among women, the Lord is with you.
Do not fear, you will give birth to the Messiah” is what I heard.
Yes Lord, let it be unto me, according to Your Word.
I was the sovereign vessel chosen,
For my child~like faith and heart of devotion.
And He will choose you too, don’t you see?
When you say “Yes Lord, let it be done unto me.
According to Your will, Your way, Your plan.
I give you my heart, my life, please take my hand.
I will carry to term for You
Anything that You call me to.”
Now, my life was quite ordinary, although Jesus had a whim.
Once returning from Jerusalem, I frantically looked for Him.
We found Him in the Temple, He said I should have known.
Oyvey! I wanted to ground Him til He was full grown!
You see your life may seem ordinary;
You may be waiting for the “Big Call”.
But it’s what your doing from day to day
That matters most of all.
If God can’t trust you with the little things
That happen every day;
How can He trust you with the big ones
That might blow you away!
So just determine to trust Him, right where you are.
Learn to be patient and pray;
Ask God, every morning, to show you revival…today.
When my Son hung on the cross that day;
Beaten, naked and dying;
Asking, “Father, why have You forsaken Me?”
I thought…this isn’t the way it’s supposed to be.
He was just healing the sick and raising the dead.
I couldn’t sort all this out in my head.
Truth is, it’s always darkest before the dawn.
But my worst fear was realized…Jesus was gone!
Crucified, dead and buried was He.
Seems I’d put my faith in what I could see.
Instead of trusting God to bring me all the way through
To fulfill my prophetic destiny according to His eternal view.
Oh ~ to know His resurrection power from within;
To look past pain or fear, when things look dim.
The assurance of knowing that His Word is hidden in my heart;
For He is faithful to keep His promises and do His part.
So Lord, according to Your will and Your Word,
As I responded to the angel I heard;
Let these dear ones come to You on bended knee
And say, “As it was with Mary, Lord, let Your will be done in me.