How can I not be full of contentment?
God is not a Man, that He would lie.
On a daily basis, His promises flow;
He is the Source, on Whom I can rely.
Despite the surrounding difficulties,
I've purposed to accept His sacred Word;
therefore, I will continue to stand firm,
by His grace and loving messages heard.
His everlasting mercies are renewed;
I remain girded by His faithfulness!
With the thankfulness of my frail heart,
I am still unable to wholly express…
the articulation of proper gratitude.
With empty hands, raised over my head,
I bow my heart in humble reverence,
while the grace of the scarlet thread
reminds me of the thankfulness I need.
Until the day that we are face-to-face,
I await with righteous anticipation
of being held by His eternal embrace.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Rom 3: 23; Phil 3: 7-12
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Author/poet, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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