Humility

blue handprint on light green background, illustrating first image of Humility poem

His hands are strong and gentle

pushing lawn mowers

opening jars

soothing babies

His fingers, long and sensitive

typing code

untangling knots

wiping away tears

His heart is large and growing

leaking love

dispensing comfort

serving all

This is an attempt at a poem in response to a prompt from my Sunday School class, Imago Dei: Make an artistic representation of humility. My response (as might be obvious to those who know him) is inspired by my husband, Craig Hoff.

You can find another Imago Dei poem here.

Want to make your own artistic representation of humility? Feel free to add your own poem/story/? to the comments. (And if you’re local and don’t have a church, I recommend mine)

You Are

A drawing of flowers in grass to accompany the poem "You Are."

You are

The sun I turn toward

The rain that quenches my thirst

The earth that stabilizes

me

And not only me

But also every flower

in this field

in this world.

You are.

This is an attempt at a poem in response to the prompt given in my Sunday School class, Imago Dei, this week: “Write a poem, story, or other ? using metaphor to describe God.”

If this prompt inspires you, feel free to add your own poem/story/? to the comments. (And if you’re local and don’t have a church, I recommend mine)