The following is a poem I wrote today (a villanelle). It has been written in the 1st person, as if Jesus was speaking. I wept as I wrote it because I am currently experiencing a lot of challenges. May it bless others too who are going through trials:

“Come in from the dripping cold,
My heart to fill your spirit dry.
Let me near to woo your soul.

My words speak peace and not to scold
When in your pain you scream out ‘Why?!’
Come in from the sinking cold

Where trials squeeze your faith to fold
And friends betray and breathe out lies.
Let me near to woo your soul

When Satan burns with lies he’s told
And all your strength is sapped and tried.
Come in from the screaming cold

When life just has you feeling old
And friends are all the tears you’ve cried.
Let me near to woo your soul

When fear pours down from crown to sole;
Know I am with you by your side.
Come in from the stinging cold;
Let me near to woo your soul”.