God’s At Work Poem by Bob Gotti

God’s At Work

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Be still, be quiet and you shall see, the hand of The God of Eternity.
Just be still and know He is God, shepherding all with staff and rod.
He’s at work throughout your life; He’s the comfort in pain and strife.
And when a problem won’t relent, God is there with encouragement.
He’s at work in the darkest night; for God is for you that guiding light.

He guides you with a loving nod, protecting you on this earthly sod.
God’s at work in all of His own, as He guides us to an eternal home.
Even if you do not see God’s hand, simply be still then understand,
God doesn’t move like you or me, He moves throughout all eternity.
Starting before the beginning friend, and His presence will not end.

He doesn’t work on earthly time; God’s timely measures are Divine.
God’s been working in lives of men, since that pair was condemned.
God has been working to rectify, the problem created by Satan’s lie.
Friend it isn’t that God is slow, He’s just patient so that all can know,
The problem by Satan was rectified, on the cross, when Jesus died.

Now He’s at work in believers friend, helping others to comprehend,
The saving Truth of Jesus Christ, so that they can gain Eternal Life.
With a new life in Christ you’ll see, how He’s at work in you and me.
Let Christ Jesus in your heart, and a new work in you God will start.
God’s work will be done in ways, to fill your heart with eternal praise.

(Copyright ©02/2006)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Poetry Hound 04 February 2006

Hey Bob, how would you feel if you were sitting around chatting with God one day when all of a sudden he told you something that utterly shocked you? For example, what if he told you that Jews and Muslims and Buddhists go to heaven too, and that trying to convert them to Christianity is thus unnecessary at best and even disrespectful and sinful at worst? If God told you that, you would probably question whether you were really talking to God. And then you might even reject him because he wasn’t behaving like the God you wanted him to be, the one you read about in the Bible, the one you thought you knew so well. And then you might just decide to get a life. Now that’s a scary thought

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