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Update: The poem “Home Address” has been added to the comments below.
Update 2: Free commemorative book of Ruth’s poems - click here for more information.
Noel Piper shares the following poems from Ruth Graham over at the Desiring God blog. They are both from Ruth’s book Footprints of a Pilgrim.
The first poem is about choosing to love through the difficult times when Billy would have to leave her and the children to go on the road.
Love
without clinging;
cry
if you must—
but privately cry;
the heart will adjust
to the newness of loving
in practical ways:
cleaning
and cooking
and sorting out clothes,
all say, “I love you,”
when lovingly done.So—
love
without clinging;
cry—
if you must—
but privately cry;
the heart will adjust
to the length of his stride,
the song he is singing,
the trail he must ride,
the tensions that make him
the man that he is,
the world he must face,
the life that is his.So
love
without clinging;
cry—
if you must—
but privately cry;
the heart will adjust
to being the heart,
not the forefront of life;
a part of himself,
not the object—
his wife.So—
love!
The second poem is about losing a loved one and reflects what the Graham family must be experiencing right now with the loss of Ruth.
A house
is not the same
when she who made it home
is gone;
it looks
as it has always
looked
and yet
forlorn.
There is an emptiness
within,
a silence
where her chuckle was.
From now on
it is me alone
who once was “us.”
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Ruth Graham wrote a beautiful poem about her own Mother. I have read it often, and would like to share it, as a tribute to Ruth herself.
As the portrait is unconscious
of the master artist’s touch,
unaware of growing beauty,
unaware of changing much,
so you have not guessed His working
in your life throughout each year,
have not seen the growing beauty
have not sensed it Mother dear.
We have seen and marveled greatly
at the Master Artist’s skill,
marveled at the lovely picture
daily growing lovelier still;
watched His brush strokes
change each feature
to a likeness of His face,
till in you we see the Master,
feel His presence, glimpse His grace;
pray the fragrance of His presence
may through you seem doubly sweet,
till your years on earth are ended
and the portrait is complete.
(Copied from Ruth Bell Graham’s “Collected Poems”)
I’d love to have a copy of the poem Ruth wrote at 13 about the man she would someday marry.
Does anyone have it?
gbwinter@comcast.net
Brenda,
I am not familiar with that one, but I would be interested in reading it. I did some searching for it but could not find anything. Does anyone else know abou this poem or have a copy of it?
I believe this is the poem you were requesting.
Dear God, I prayed, all unafraid
(as we’re inclined to do),
I do not need a handsome man
but let him be like You;
I do not need one big and strong
nor yet so very tall,
nor need he be some genius,
or wealthy, Lord, at all;
but let his head be high, dear God,
and let his eye be clear,
his shoulders straight, whate’er his state,
whate’er his earthly sphere;
and let his face have character,
a ruggedness of soul,
and let his whole life show, dear God,
a singleness of goal;
then when he comes
(as he will come)
with quiet eyes aglow,
I’ll understand that he’s the man
I prayed for long ago.
(From Ruth Bell Graham’s Collected Poems, p. 35)
eclexia,
Thank you so much for posting this. What another fine poem from Ruth’s pen. It is amazing that she was writing this well at just 13 years of age. Brenda, is this the poem you were looking for?
What I find so amazing and lovely is that she truly found the man she asked for at 13! Although, I suspect she had no idea what an adventure she was in for when she married him.
I was just searching for the poem for her husband! Praise God you had it posted - I wanted it for me and to send to a friend to encourage her. Thanks!
Shelly,
I am glad you found it. Thank you, eclexia, once again for posting it.
I am looking for another of Mrs. Graham’s poems and can’t seem to find it. I believe TBN ran it as part of a tribute to her; I seem to think it might have been entitled “Twilight” or “Sunset” or something related to that . . . It was about passing on, and ends with the image of dawn (as I recall). Does anyone know the one I mean? And if so, might you excerpt it here? It moved me to tears. Thank you and God Bless!!!
Hi Leigh,
I think I found the poem you were looking for. It is on page 131 in the free book of Ruth’s poems I recently received.
It Won’t Be Long …
It won’t be long –
the sun is slowly slipping out of sight;
lengthening shadows deepen into dusk;
still winds whisper;
all is quiet;
it won’t be long
– till night.
It won’t be long –
the tired eyes close,
her strength is nearly gone;
frail hands that ministered to many
lie quiet, still;
Light from another world!
Look up , bereaved!
It won’t be long
– till Dawn!
Thank you! Yes, this is exactly the one I was referring to. I so appreciate your taking the time to look into it and to excerpt it here! Many, many thanks again! God bless!
Hi Leigh,
I am glad that was the right one. It seemed to be from the way you described it. I had in mind to look for it after I received the book of poems, but only just got around to it earlier today.
what was the title or could you print the entire poem read by her daughter at the funeral? please email it to me at jerryfbox@comcast.net it is for my mother
Jerry,
I just visited the description of the funeral at http://www.billygraham.org/mediaRelations/pressReleases.asp?pr=208&src=6 and there they say that Ruth’s daughter Virginia “Gigi” read one of the family’s favorite selections from Mrs. Graham’s poetry, appropriate to her death, which begins, “And when I die, I hope my soul ascends slowly, so that I may watch the earth receding out of sight, its vastness growing smaller as I rise, savoring its recession with delight.” I am assuming this is the poem you are looking for. Does anyone here know the title or source of this poem or have a copy of the words?
And when I die
I hope my soul ascends
slowly, so that I
may watch the earth receding
out of sight,
its vastness growing smaller
as I rise,
savoring its recession
with delight.
Anticipating joy
is itself a joy.
And joy unspeakable
and full of glory
needs more
than “in the twinkling of an eye,”
more than “in a moment.”
Lord, who am I to disagree?
It’s only we
have much to leave behind;
so much . . . Before.
These moments
of transition
will, for me, be
time
to
adore.
(from Ruth Bell Graham’s Collected Poems, p. 162)
I am looking for a poem written by Ruth Bell Graham entitled “Home Address”. It was recently featured on a BGEA special. Thanks for your help.
Suzy -
I am sorry, but I could not find this one. Does anyone else know where this poem can be found?
I too am looking for the poem about Christ being our home. Help.
Carolyn
eclexia, thanks for posting the poem Ruth wrote about the man she wanted to marry someday.. i came across this poem years ago, and when i saw the book Ruth Bell Graham’s Collected Poems yesterday i immediately bought it (but was disappointed that i couldn’t find it in the book).
thanks loads! =)
Anna, I can’t find my copy at the moment to locate the page, but in my book there is an index in the back with the first line of every poem.
This thread of comments brought to mind a connection for me. We’re doing an Advent study and this week have been focusing on the angel Gabriel and his messages to Zechariah and to Mary. It has really struck me how Mary had found favor with God, and God was going to bless and use her in such an amazing way. Often when we ask God to bless us, we have no concept of what it might cost and how much more than we ever imagined, we are going to have to trust God as a result of the blessing. I think that was true for Mary, and I really think that was true of Ruth Bell Graham as well (as another commenter has mentioned).
The foundation for trusting God no matter what was already there, and God built on that and tested and grew that trust in Him in their lives, and as a result of their faith and willingness to trust and follow God at any cost, many have been blessed.
I’m not making an exact analogy, it’s just that I saw that concept illustrated in both of the stories of these women’s lives.
Suzy - Is this the special that featured the poem?
Celebrating Ruth Bell Graham - TV Special
I’m watching the Ruth Graham special now & I’d like to have that poem My Home Address too. O Lord, send someone who can give us the words!
The program is on TV here in Massachusetts tomorrow night. I will try and record it so I can transcribe the words for everyone - unless someone beats me to it, which you are more than welcome to do!
I am looking for the words to the poem “Home Address” also. What a beautiful poem by such an incredible lady! Please let me know if you find them.
Thanks.
I taped the special and typed the poem out. Not sure if it is typed correctly, but the words are exactly as they were read on television. This poem is so precious!
My home address?
Christ.
In Him I dwell,
wherever else I be.
As Bird in the air,
as branch in the vine,
as tree in the soil,
as fish in the sea.
He is my home.
My business address?
Here.
Little piney cove,
or London,
Corinth,
Calcutta,
or Rome,
Shanghai,
or Paris.
My business address?
Wherever He puts me,
but He is my home.
Andrea - On behalf of the many readers who have written in and asked about this, thank you for taking the time to write this down and post it here. It really is a very nice poem.
God Bless you for posting Home Address by R.B. Graham. I cannot believe it. I just didn’t want to buy an entire book just to get one poem. I googled the poem and this site came up and sure enough … here it is. Thank you so much. Later. Jesus is Lord! Amen!
Hi Pam - I am glad you found the poem. God bless, and Merry Christmas!
My wife and I were so moved by the special on Ruth Bell Graham.
Thank you for posting “Home Address.” I am a pastor and wanted to share it in a message-God bless you!
Doug -
You’re welcome - have a great worship service on Sunday!
We are looking for Ruth Graham’s poem “Home Address”. Can you tell me where we can find it…quickly?
Deb - Scroll up about seven comments and you will find it there! Was that quick enough?
I watched the “Special” ABC featured September 10; All about Ruth Bell Graham. It was so wonderful, In my heart, I knew she was a women that truly loved GOD and had a marriage based totally on his principles.
9/12/2008
We too saw the special last evening on Ruth Bell Graham. It was spendid, as moving as any Graham crusade on TV. It should have garnered a good evangelistic response.
I especially was moved by the poem, “Home Address”. What a firm statement of faith. I had already prepared my Sunday School lesson for this next Sunday. We are just getting into Ephesians. I wanted to emphasize Paul’s observation that the saints AT emphasis were IN Christ (v. 2). My notes indicate we who are in Christ have two addresses, the major one being, “IN Christ”. Well, I have copied Mrs. Graham’s poem to share with the class. What a dramatic point it makes!!
JFS
Salem, Oregon
Jane - I agree. The Graham’s were a special couple with a special testimony.
John - That’s awesome you could share the poem with your class. Thanks for sharing here!