Guest Poet Keith Rawlinson

A joy for no real reason, at least none of which I know.
It started as a seed of warmth and then began to grow.

It began way deep inside my soul and worked its way on out;
I’ll enjoy this peace within, and I don’t care what it’s about.

Some days I don’t feel it, It’s like it isn’t there,
but it turns out that it’s still inside and I’m just not aware.

A joy that gives me comfort; a joy that gives me hope.
It guides me through hard times in life and gives me strength to cope.

The more I give it thought, the more I think it through,
this joy is always with me and is really nothing new.

It seems the more I contemplate, I come to understand,
that this joy is helping me through life; it leads me by the hand.

I now know that I’ll have this joy from now until the End
It’s joy bestowed by Jesus Christ, my Savior and my Friend.

We’d like to thank Mr. Rawlinson for such a beautifully inspiring poem. You can read more about him here.