Wrapped in Red




into your Vine

I am yours

You are mine




You’ve set me free

More of You

Less of me




with only You

Fulfill your plan

this season through




I drink your Wine

I eat your Bread

Salvation’s mine




Until I see

Only Your face

mirrored in me.


I woke up, wide awake, at exactly three this morning.  A poem started up in my mind and so I indulged it for four lines, and then I crawled back into bed.  “Not enough”, it said. Okay – a few more lines.  I gave it a total of 15 minutes and said, “Enough!” Then, as I pulled the covers over me, I remembered it was communion Sunday. I fell asleep pondering my first communion. We had to walk down the aisle one at a time…

I remember the Scripture verse the Pastor read aloud:


“Come now, let us reason together,”

says the Lord.

“Though your sins are like scarlet,

they shall be white as snow;

though they are red as crimson,

they shall be like wool.”

Isaiah 1:18


What can wash away the crimson stains?


But if we walk in the light,

as he is in the light,

we have fellowship with one another,

and the blood of Jesus,

his Son,

purifies us from all sin.

1 John 1:7


Now that’s amazing grace… all wrapped in red!

Amazed by His grace ~ Wendy

13 thoughts on “Wrapped in Red

  1. What a beautiful poem, somehow it also brings about sights and sounds of autumn. I especially love the calling forth of the bread and the wine and abiding in the vine. Tremendous leaf colors, beautiful pictures!

    1. Thanks for your encouragement. I have been writing poems since grade school… but had slowed down for awhile. I’m insecure about my poems, but have decided to just bite the bullet! I’m enjoying it.
      Blessings ~ Wendy

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