God Is My Second Wind, A Heart Song Poem by Glen Kappy
God Is My Second Wind, A Heart Song
God is my second wind
the breath that gives me joy and determination
when others give up—and cry.
When troubles multiply
when they mount above the point of exasperation
I laugh—I laugh when I remember God.
For I am in him and he cannot be moved.
He is my father who cares
who has sleeves of inexhaustible resource.
I laugh and I seem insane.
I laugh but my reference is right.
Father, this is where I long to be—
shaken from introspection, drawn out beyond my skin, and emptied.
Perhaps too much would be too much?
But when I am forced from self-regard
then—ah then! —then I turn and look to all-sufficient you.
The good Lord is our refuge both in peace and troubled times. A very reassuring poem. Thanks for sharing Glen.
A lovely soothing poem of surrender and dependency on God Who is all breath and life, sun and wind, love and hope. A blessing to read.
Thank you, Cynthia. Glad you liked it. I appreciate you following up on my suggestion. -Glen
So very nice to hear you read your work. I love the fervor and emotion you put into each word. Thank you for this gem.
thank you, luz, for your affirmation. i appreciate it. my son helped me record a bunch of poems to a file, but this is one of the few i've actually transferred here to ph; finding the time is a challenge. be well! -glen
I agree, He has seen me through many trials. ..then I turn and look to all-sufficient you.
I see a rock like faith in you! I too believe firmly that God is my refuge in all storms and afflictions of life! He has everything up His sleeve to offer us, we need only ask Him with the strong faith that He would give! I love the opening line!
hi, valsa! cool! rock like faith—i don't feel i deserve this description. but for sure i know God is—and what a life-changing and saving discovery that was and is. this includes knowing that my life, my security are not ultimately dependent on me—me with my weaknesses, me who am unable to see the future... but thank you for saying that, and it makes me glad that you as well find that God is your refuge. in case you don't know it, i've copied below psalm 46, one of my favorites, in my favorite rendering called the message. i look forward to visiting your poems again soon. be/stay well! glen 1-3 God is a safe place to hide, ready to help when we need him. We stand fearless at the cliff-edge of doom, courageous in seastorm and earthquake, Before the rush and roar of oceans, the tremors that shift mountains. Jacob-wrestling God fights for us, God-of-Angel-Armies protects us. 4-6 River fountains splash joy, cooling God’s city, this sacred haunt of the Most High. God lives here, the streets are safe, God at your service from crack of dawn. Godless nations rant and rave, kings and kingdoms threaten, but Earth does anything he says. 7 Jacob-wrestling God fights for us, God-of-Angel-Armies protects us. 8-10 Attention, all! See the marvels of God! He plants flowers and trees all over the earth, Bans war from pole to pole, breaks all the weapons across his knee. “Step out of the traffic! Take a long, loving look at me, your High God, above politics, above everything.” 11 Jacob-wrestling God fights for us, God-of-Angel-Armies protects us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I laugh—I laugh when I remember God. For I am in him and he cannot be moved. He is my father who cares who has sleeves of inexhaustible resource. I laugh and I seem insane. I laugh but my reference is right. wonderful confession of faith. i also believe just like you and i also laugh and laugh and laugh. i liked your poem very very much dear poet. tony