Prayerfully Poetic

A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee

  • Glimpse of Heaven

    Perhaps love begins where possession ends.Where two soulsno longer ask, What can you give me?but,How may I pour myself outfor you? There,something of the Trinitybegins to breathe. Gift answering Gift,love receiving love,and love becomingsomething greaterthan either giver or gift. Perhaps this is whythe Church calls marriagea sacrament. Not because our loveis without wounds,but because through… Read more

  • The God who knows

    He knows the thoughtsI dare not speak,the wounds beneath my words,the places in mewhere faith trembles. He knows my sinand my longing for holiness,my failuresand the small, stubborn desireto belong completely to Him. Nothing is hidden.And still,He loves me. He flung stars into the darknessand breathed life into dust.Yet He does not crush mewith His… Read more

  • The Wager

    What if the silence is only waiting,and heaven stands just beyond the veil,a door left openin the dark? Pascal whispers:you must choose your waybefore you can know the road. So I place my small lifeupon the possibility of dawn,as a pilgrimwho has heard a distant bell. For what is faithif not the heart leaningtoward what… Read more

  • Where All Beginnings Meet (Glorification)

    Heaven trembles at the edge of thoughtand slips away when we try to hold it. It is the place where absence cannot enter,and yet every longing arrives quietly,like a feather carried on a wind no one sees. Nothing is heavy,and yet everything restsin a fullness that sustains. Colors hum, shapes breathe,and the air itself remembersevery… Read more

  • Luminous (Purification)

    The soul lies openin the stillness of God,where nothing stirs but mercyand the faint echo of its own longing. The river moves without sound,washing away what clings,leaving only what is readyto be embraced. The heart remembers itself,all that it withheld,all that it feared to offer.The remembering is not harsh;it unfolds slowly,a revelation of tender light.… Read more

  • Fractured Light (Conversion)

    Broken pieces breathe in fractured light. Shadows gatherwhere hands once held the whole,where silence pressed against the heart. Shame, fear, quiet sins;they have always been seen. Still I clutch the fragments,whispering prayersthat fade into hidden corners. Rain seeps into the cracks,soft and unrelenting,turning splintered piecesinto something that can hold. Mercy drifts like wind,finding placeswe never… Read more

  • Author’s Note

    Straying a touch from my usual schedule, I have written a trilogy of poems that I will publish in order this coming week on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Each poem explores the inner landscape of faith: the quiet transformation of the soul through mercy, the surrender that reveals light within brokenness, and the contemplative longing… Read more

  • Sacred Blindness

    Lord of the lowly,teach me to find Youwhere the world has learned not to look. In the face beneath the bridge,in the hands that tremble for bread,in the stranger carrying a lifeno one bothers to know,let me glimpse the mysteryof Your hidden presence. You have chosen the poornot because they are less,but because love draws… Read more

  • The Hidden Dwelling

    Strengthen me, Lord,in the hidden chambers of my heart,where no one seesand even I am sometimes afraid to enter. Make Your home in me. Remainas the Presencebeneath all things,the holy fireI cannot seebut somehow sense. Root me deeply in Your love,until my roots reachthe places where words disappearand only mystery remains. Let me knowthe breadth… Read more

  • Beneath the Falling

    I keep discoveringhow far I am from You. Somewherestuck in the hidden chambersof my own heartwhere shadows still gather. I reach for Youand somehow reachfor myself instead. I speak of loveand then withhold it.I speak of surrenderand end  up clinging to what I fear losing. I am dusttrying to rememberthe shape of heaven. And still,Jesus,… Read more