Should not we...

as God's poets

...thank Him for the trials?

For with them we gather the phrases

that offers an oasis

...turning frowns to smiles

After all...

how can one sow a hope

that they have never known...

or encourage faith that has never been sown?

Reaching deep into hidden crevices...

of dark and despairing lives

we point to the light that will help others

to press on...to strive

Through the power of the pen

...we reveal His inspirations

but, He wipes our tears and refreshes us...before

we can share His messages with the nations

What a called privilege...

to be His instrument

to be at His knees....waiting

for His intent

Through the valleys and mire...

we once did willingly trod

having no idea then...that our experiences

would one day...lift high Salvation's rod

We are attacked mightily by the enemy...

we are thrashed and thrown into rough seas

yet...we stand strong with our proclamations

dutifully planting...nurturing...His seeds

The cliche'...He's done for me...He'll do for you 

 is often used...because it's true and it's real

but due to its simplicity and a lack of knowledge

most...ignore our peal

Still...His words and imageries

continue to flood our minds

and we are caught up in the majestic beauty

...of His heavenly prose and rhymes

We cannot be silent!

...and for Your visits, Dear Jesus

so timely and so unique

...we thank You

For the blessing of the growth times

when we've tarried...just learning

at Your blessed feet

...we thank You

Please...Precious Lord...hear our plea

...let Your desires be

Father...use Your emplanting

to honor and glorify...Thee

This is not about...what we will

...for we are Thine

this is not at all about...us

have Your way...there is no...mine

We...love You!

We are... Your poets

Jer 1:5

Lk 12:4-5

Is 6:8

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