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Love's Creation by Patricia Joan Polhans Sometimes we often talk about All things that God has made. But something is baffling me, And that I must not evade. It's all 'bout love's creation, When was it first born? I've not found a single word Explaining how it was formed. Maybe it happened when God Spread out the skies above Placing each and every star In the moonlit heav'ns, above? Could it have happened from Adam's unification with Eve, When they were told to multiply And children were conceived? Or maybe it happened when Salvation had its part When we accepted Christ Into our unbelieving heart. Perhaps it could've been When God saved Noah and his kin Or even when Lot was spared, Maybe it happened then. Or could it have began When God preferred Abel to Cain? Possibly, it was when he said He'd ne'er flood the world again. My mind cannot contemplate Just where love was found I only know within my heart Is where it grows and abounds! Maybe love was given at birth Or came from a simple embryo Where was its first beginning I guess I'll never know. Maybe it happened one day While I was fast asleep When angels came and whispered, A sweet love song at my feet. Surely there must have been An important place and time For God's creation of love For it must be born sometime. If there was a designated place Where love had come to be I'd take children by the hand And say, come with me and see. I'd show them the very place Where love got its first start. I'd give the gift from heaven From God's own precious heart. Then maybe they'd embrace love And never want to walk away From the love that was created In their longing hearts that day. For some people search forever But love cannot e'er be found Tho' they search hither and yon' Love does not make a sound. Someone please help me give The gift of love's creation. Speak to them right now! They need an explanation! Help them find the precise Moment and the time. So love can find its way Into their heart sometime! |