Offering Poem

Here’s a poem I wrote for Big Tent Poetry using a few of their given words and a variation of a given phrase.

“Our poor heart, with all its ragged edges, is in its very poverty the place God’s presence is perfectly manifested in the world.”- James Finley



be with me jesus
i give you
this cowering heart
this one who wounds me
this hurried pace

calm me jesus
i give you
tangles and noise
crumpled paper
dreamless catchers
fruitless ponderings
my pioneer ways

(there is still
the matter of weeping
of wandering
and waiting)

jesus you wake me
here is the heart
that belongs within yours

return me to the tree stump
where you arise and stand
where in this bare simplicity
i awaken to your welcoming

By Jade Nicole Beals

I'm Jade, a poet, painter, and yoga teacher. I live in southeastern Massachusetts and am from Brooklyn, New York. Besides art and yoga, I love nature, spirituality, music, tea, and a good party.


  1. Beautiful poem Jade. My heart within His…I love that image. That's what He wants – us to give him everything, even our ragged hearts.Andie

  2. Oh, this spoke to my soul. It is an absolutely beautiful poem.I really liked this part:calm me jesusi give youtangles and noisecrumpled paperdreamless catchersfruitless ponderingsmy pioneer ways

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