His Glory, My Faith - Poem by Maurice Harris
I had oft-pondered upon the deeper meaning of my travails,
Hoping all the while that what He has Divined, prevails.
It has been said: 'God only tests those He loves the most',
Facetiously, I avow He most really love me then-not to boast!
I am certain that His tasks are preparing me with higher faith,
Yet, if things happen for a reason, this reason remains a wraith.
Should a reason be needed still, it is to better me as a man;
I question it not, as I know it is parcel to His Glorious Plan;
I need not cause for remind, as He is the epitome of Omniscient-
Yet, I beg of Him still: remember my sacrifices, most magnificent.
I would have demonstrated unwavering faith, without this sacrifice,
But perhaps there was a lacking, that served not Him, as satisfice!
I am His faithful, ever-humble servant, -to this I attest;
All the beauty and wonder I have ever known, were at His Gracious Behest!
-Maurice Harris,30 August 2010
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