I was left weak by the recent
storm, so I got on my knees
to seek the One that could
raise me up.
It’s tough to withstand these
shaky seasons which leaves
me in misery. I must remember,
the One I serve, wants me
to walk in victory.
That which causes me to suffer
will make me tougher. The fact
is, the enemies attacks are defin-
ing my character, because God
is using them to refine me.
Sometimes, I feel like i'm losing
the battle because I’m down
and lost for days. But the Lord
is my compass, and will lead me
back to the wells of grace.
I pray for God to release the
peace to absolve me of
this pain...that my mistakes
will be left behind, and not
remain in my mind. I must
embrace the pace of life and
sustain in the lane of change.
I'm thankful for the hard times,
because I’m able to write with
insight from the Spirit who
conducts me when I type. I
will never lose sight
this isn’t me - but indeed,
a gift from the One that
dwells within.
Verse of the poem:
Psalms 119
92: If your teachings had
not made me happy,
then I would have died
in my misery. 93: I will
never forget your guiding
principles because you
gave me a new life
through them.