Abdul Wahab


All Glory To Patience


I talked in a place where there is no dimension
Or has many dimensions No; I did not talk;
I read the instructions, no, not in a place
but everywhere, in land, in space
And those are for me
and God knows very well
that I flounder and break into His rules
And give twist and turn
at my will as I do not like His way
of thrusting upon me
so many cumbersome duties
and erecting barricades which come
in my way of getting gratified
but what I see that I like, too:
a complete wonder
and this is in His behaviour:
His treatment to me;
instead of getting angry
He continues to shower blessings
and pour mercy
and gives me lots of time
so that I may repent
for my rebellious deeds, in retaliation
He does not press the button or cut the thread
rather stands waiting with a bucket
of promises of forgiveness,
if I mend my ways:
all glory to His patience ,
I am slowly drawing towards Him.

Submitted: Friday, September 06, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013

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  • Shahzia Batool (9/8/2013 8:53:00 AM)

    He does not press the button or cut the thread
    rather stands waiting with a bucket
    of promises of forgiveness,
    if I mend my ways...

    the chosen title is fine! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (9/6/2013 9:46:00 PM)

    excellent this is a good example for all of us to follow. Sometimes difficult but well worth the effort. all glory to his patience I am slowly drawing towards him (Report) Reply

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