I'm Your child...
You chose me before my birth,
sustain me to bear the fruit of Your Spirit,
let me hear Your words of direction,
lend me a hand to be the essence of truthfulness.
Lord, bind my heart...
to tell others about Your salvation and grace,
Your Church, and Your mercy.
Allow me to be aware of my boundaries,
implore You for help as I waver.
I'm weak in numerous ways,
struggle to get Your messages across,
know my strength will be made perfect
as I lean on You for leadership and utterances,
recognize I'll not falter with You there.
I know Your grace is sufficient,
as I wait in the wings to follow through,
reaching out to touch the souls of others...
You'll lead the way as I wait in the wings,
waiting for Your guidance and love.
Love this one it inspire my thoughts
Such beautiful soft and tender voice and so much love
The beautiful light shines in your heart
Barbara..I truly love this piece!!
Love Peace and Happiness to you my friend...Yolie
A beautifully written piece my friend...very inspiring as a wonderful tribute of your faith...His grace is sufficient, we do grow weak from time to time...I too felt my strength weakening however, after my short trip this week, I regained much spiritual strength...you'll have to check out my latest story...The Little Lady Who Cared, it tells about the wonderful event that helped restore my strength....miracles do still happen! You know it's real when you feel that wonderful overwhelming love fill your very being...it was great just as this write is my friend, I enjoyed this much!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Great inspiration in this poem that others may also see God and lean on him for their salvation even though we are weak and falter at times He is there to sustain us if we but repent and come back to Him.
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Peace,
Bill
Thanks for sharing Barbara
Love & Peace
William
Be safe,
Karen
Such beautiful soft and tender voice and so much love
The beautiful light shines in your heart
Barbara..I truly love this piece!!
Love Peace and Happiness to you my friend...Yolie
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Love,
Eileen
Sounds like a truly marvelous waiting place, Barbara.