“Leave it Alone, God Can”

I found an old guitar clip but I couldn’t find my pen

words started pouring out just when I dug my heels in,

sitting my old chair pass down a generation,

words that slip

age after age

winter after winter,

horns are blowing,

drifting me back

where God calls the roll,

“to be absent in the body, to be present with the Lord”,

please tell everybody – when God calls the roll

I’ll be down here praying, working

keep those old sayings,

loving my neighbor like everybody should

holding my little darlings,

telling them with goodness

kindness flows like river

patience grows like olive branches, out on the hill

God watches over us

brooding over those old hens

I’ll be

tending to the gardens of life

when God calls the roll

kindness sister Krissy


5 thoughts on ““Leave it Alone, God Can”

  1. rhcwilliams

    This is one of the most beautiful poems I’ve ever read in my life! Wow.

    The month has flown by for me, with so much to be done and me being under the weather, so I missed most of your posts until now. This is so healing and restorative, Krissy. Just wonderful! Thank you!


      1. Visionariekind Post author

        aw, hahahaha, you are the sweetest person, Ruth -these words are blessing enough for me & might I add -same here , I truly enjoy reading your post as well. I’ve had the pleasure of sharing one of your stories with my mother who had to have one of her legs removed during this amputation process, all I could do was cry and read blog post from Praypower4today. My mother seems to be in better spirits than me. Each day she’s looking better,sounding better. Anyhow, I said all that to say you’ve blessed me and my family in more ways than you know – I’m thankful for the miracles that keep on coming. 🙂 🙂 xo

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