The First Snowfall

This poem is a combination of two metaphors: autumn’s colors represent sacrifice, and snow represents peace.

The First Snowfall

The sacrifice is over,
And all the leaves are dead;
What once was full of color
Are grays and browns instead,

And now my heart is mourning,
My tears regret the loss,
I feel the painful burning
That travels with the cross;

But in the midst of sorrow,
An angel calls my name—
I see the winter’s herald,
And peace engulfs the pain,

When white has drowned the sorrow
A glorious light appears:
Through love I find a comfort,
For God is with me here!

(c) 2005 Benjamin Graber

Drenched By Grace

Have a joyful Thanksgiving as you remember all the ways God has blessed you!

Drenched By Grace

I’m thankful for the rain you gave,
I asked you for a couple drops—
The cup is running over,
To grant a multitude of crops;

I’m drenched by grace, and humbly bow—
Each blessing dropped is undeserved,
All I can do is weep my thanks,
And ask, in turn, how I can serve.

(c) 2005 Benjamin Graber

The Flame of Sacrifice

"Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." -John 15:13
A large part of love is giving up your own desires for the good of another. It hurts to die to yourself, but it is a very beautiful process and gives glory to Christ. This poem is dedicated to everyone who is hurting because of such a sacrifice.

The Flame of Sacrifice

I feel as if I walk on holy ground:
The path is paved with yellow, crowned with red,
The blanket of a thousand dying dreams—
’Tis here the sacrifice of love is spread;

I lift my head and see the glowing fire
And marvel in the glory of the pain;
The leaves are dying, but they shine the more,
Their sacrifice a greater good proclaims!

Oh, friends, I know it hurts; I taste your tears,
But through the autumn color love is proved:
The flame of death is light to all the world,
For they will know that we are Christians by our love.

-Benjamin Graber