Monday, February 21, 2011

Considering God is Tough Times

Consider Him who is faithful.


I turn dreams to heavy things,
Demanding, like a child.
I lose sight of vision
Staring at the present reality
As if it were the only one.

I seek the Lord for answers
Already given in the vision world
Of faith and certainty.

Oh faithless heart, distraction of my sight!
My soul grows faint in battle
With my soddened self.
I cry for mercy, relief from such a foe.

Mercy always comes. And such a sweet face.
The Lord smiles.
My soul finds rest in the gleam of His eye.
I stand again to move through one more day,
Just present reality,
And reach the vision set in trust for me.

Then there will be one more.

copyright Penstruck

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