Steadfast
By
h. lena jones
We rip holes in the ozone layer
Rage wars in diverse places
Wilfully challenge His commandments
Add to that ignoring the Lord’s Prayer
Or worst of all dispute that He exists
And insist that we know better
Yet, in spite of our disobedience
God is steadfast in His love
He sends the seasons
Just the same
As day follows night
He holds not back
The air we breathe
Nor spitefully declare
We’re a hopeless, stubborn lot
And in frustration press the delete button
Instead He waits
With Fatherly patience
For us to come to our senses
Like the misguided Prodigal son
Wanting back into the fold
How amazing is that I ask
To serve such a loving
Steadfast God of grace!
“I will arise and go to my father and will say to Him,
Father I have sinned against Heaven
And before thee…”
(Luke 15:18)
You are reaching deep into the minds of your readers...
and prayerfully, promoting changes of hearts: '...for as a man/woman/child thinks, so they become.'
Excellent in every way!
Love&HUGS, Rhonda
Love, B&R
God Bless,
Lew
Such wisdom flows through your pen dear Lena. Always palatable, and always nourishing to the mind and soul. You are a rare blessing! There is no argument one can mount against what you write because it has sprung from the heart of our Creator.
In fraternity and vision ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg