Ph: Life: God Colored Glasses - Poem by Brian Johnston
I guess I must be well equipped
With glasses colorized by God
It seems I see Him everywhere
Instead of blocking light like Polaroids
Somehow my lenses always show He’s there
It might be simply rainbow’s beauty,
Or path that leads to safety in a storm
A song that builds on what I know
Or when the chill of winter blows
A smile that helps to keep me warm.
The armor of His Word protects us
From almost all world’s foolishness
I have to see it with my heart
And thus receive it as a gift,
And not an anchor with no part
In dreams that He would share with me.
In service is a kingdom gained
Whose value shines like Calvary
With opportunities to make Him proud
New miracles are entertained.
Oh don’t you see you’re family
Your darkest thoughts absolved by grace
A greater mystery still waits for you
For though we all are born in sin
In Christ you are His brother too.
Continued sin your only pain
Your stubborn will what hurts inside
The love you’re missing certain gain
Before you stands the open door
Where life and joy both coincide.
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