Poetry that Inspires, Uplifts and Encourages

The Medium

When I look back I can clearly see
God's Hand protecting and guiding me
Throughout my life; throughout all the years
Edging me on in spite of my fears.

Even while I was still lost to Him;
Even though I was still bound by sin
God was preparing; orchestrating;
Sorting my life while He was waiting.

As an example I'd like to tell
Of the time when a demon from hell
Spoke through a medium who claimed she 'knew'
Many things I was going to do.

'This' and 'that' was going to happen;
On and on that woman kept yakking
Until she came to age thirty-three;
“There is nothing more to tell,” said she.

Years afterward I gave this some thought;
It dawned on me she could foretell naught;
Jesus would not allow her, you see,
For that was my age when He saved me!

© 2009 by Belinda van Rensburg