Poem 2: "Still, Nothing Is Impossible With God"

A reflective poem on Luke 1:37-- exploring why, despite all human progress... we still cannot replicate God's creation. A reminder that true power, purpose, and possibility remain in His hands alone.

A Reflection on Luke 1:37

They said,

"Nothing is impossible with God," 

and so the stars stood still, 

and barren wombs bloomed with life.

The sea obeyed,

and mountains moved

not by force,

but by faith. 

 

Yet here we are... 

centuries ahead,

satelites spinning, 

hearts still lost.

We build machines that mimic minds,

but can't breathe life into dust.

We clone, we code, 

but can't create a soul.

 

We chase youth as it's salvaton, 

inject time into our veins, 

sell creams, that promise forever,

as if eternity is a product

we can package and post.

We fear aging like a curse,

forgetting it's the poetry

of being alive.

 

We long to rule,

we rise, to reign,

to know what only God can know.

But for all our towers

and artificial suns,

we can't calm the storm

within our hearts.

 

Still,

He watches...

not with jealousy,

but with mercy.

Not with wrath,

but with longing.

 

Because in our reaching,

we forgot

that divinity was never

about control...

but compassion.

Not about staying young...

but becoming whole.

Not about playing God...

but walking with Him.

 

So today

if you feel small

fragile, or undone...

remember:

You were never made

to carry the world.

Just to trust

the One

who already does.

 

For still, 

nothing is imppossible

with God.

 

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