As I sat considering what to write for my next post, I kept thinking about a number of friends who've talked to me recently about how discouraged they are. Now I'm not a poet, and I don't claim to be. But I wrote this for a friend once. Maybe there are others who need to read it too. I know it's been a blessing to me when I'm discouraged.
When all hope seems gone
When all joy seems spent
And all peace seems lost
Those are the days, that meant the most
When all joy seems spent
And all peace seems lost
Those are the days, that meant the most
When you're too tired to take another step
Or breathe another breath
When your heart is full
And your mind won't rest
Those are the days, true beauty resides
For the soul is in need
That only One can fill
The Living Water--for the body, mind, and spirit
So pour out the ache
In the way you're designed
For a deeper connection is yours to find.
Or breathe another breath
When your heart is full
And your mind won't rest
Those are the days, true beauty resides
For the soul is in need
That only One can fill
The Living Water--for the body, mind, and spirit
So pour out the ache
In the way you're designed
For a deeper connection is yours to find.
May you find that beautiful surrender when His joy and peace wash over you in the midst of life's tornado.
This should be set to music my dear!! Just beautiful.
ReplyDeletelol...maybe it will be someday. Thank you!
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