Donna Lee Womack
A Loss That God Can Use - Poem by Donna Lee Womack
An old picture...
that small dress...
A dusty bible...
out from the rest.
The past comes back...
It's just the start;
Our God works to transform our heart.
A wedding ring...
with silver bands...
Chains on your hands.
Our God works to transform us;
through trials, to help us stand.
Fill up each hour with what will last;
Run your race, but not too fast.
Making good sense of using time...
Don't get involved within a crime.
How blessed are those who endure a test,
A time to rest, and among the best.
If some peace takes hold on you,
don't look back; God made you new.
Don't blow your fuse,
Ignore the news,
and accept a loss that God can use.
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