One of those listening was a woman named Lydia. She was from the city of Thyatira. Her business was selling purple cloth. She was a worshiper of God. The Lord opened her heart to accept Paul’s message.Acts 16:14
Hardworking one, a gentile too, her faith still testifies. Successful how she must have been by selling purple dyes. Her story told among the scrolls, she sought the peaceful place. By river’s edge, she led a group to pray and seek God’s face. Sent forth by God, Paul found her there and shared the Gospel true. With softened heart and opened mind amid the Sabbath dew. She longed to know the one true God, for wisdom she did thirst. In all of Europe at that time a woman, baptized first. Now saved by grace, she shared good news and told of God’s own Son. She opened up her home in love not knowing who would come. In fellowship, their numbers grew across her market town. This infant church would soon become Paul’s loving joy and crown. Poetry type: Hymn in Common Meter
4 responses to “Lydia”
I love the story told in this simple and familiar meter.
‘She opened up her home with love’
‘not knowing who would come’
As if saying, ‘Come to the Father. Come as you are. Come one and all.’
I like your poem about Lydia and Paul.
I’m amazed at your talent in writing different poem types.
Thank you! Lydia is my favorite woman in the Bible.
i like this poem allot it tells a beautiful bible story. Love ya and God Bless in Jesus name Mom