“My Lord’s Holy Pew”, a praise poem by LWillows

My Lord’s Holy Pew

Holy moment quaked and my heartbeat was new.
His Hand drew expanse of the view left to right.
My journey revealed in broad scoping hue.
Seeing in This light was almost too bright.

My arms rose high and swept into praise
fingertips quivered with joy’s quickening blaze.
Kneeling, I wept, spirit-filled and soaked through.
Entwining, heart climbing, dissolved into love…
There I was praising, at My Lord’s Holy pew.

© 2018 Linda Willows


Philippians 3:12-14 “…reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus”…from LW


“God’s Holy Moment”…a worship poem by LWillows

God’s Holy Moment

Heart be paused to find the still
The place that knows His peace, His will
An inborn Spirit that dwells inside
Swelled by Love from a Holy tide.

Know that all can, even I
Find the resting spot that waits
Ever in the midst of life’s
Most tangled steps and narrow gates.

But to beseech and ask for His Heart
A granting that Love’s Hand would part…
And in that moment Grace comes again near
God’s Holy moment sheds All, He comes here.

Heart be born in that moment of pause
Seek the riches that rise from such earth.
For Heaven reaches to embrace our souls
Tasking to grasp our own hearts with birth.

© 2018 Linda Willows