Poetry

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In this world no guarantees;
Things will not endure
He who seeks to mold us,
Seeks to make us pure.

Casting down allegiance
To other idols must
Be part of what the servant does;
These gods will turn to dust.

Our God would have us have no gods;
No none to whom we bow.
We owe all our praise to Him.
The time, my friend, is now.

Now's the time to put aside
All that is not of Him;
All that clouds our vision,
That cause Light to dim.

We needn't hesitate a bit
For we can do no less.
If we'll release ourselves to Him,
Then He'll be free to bless.

Sometimes without realizing it, we set other things above our time with God and other people above our love of God. We must examine our motives and our hearts as we hear Him ask Peter," Lovest thou me?" Lord, I really want to know you better and love you more. With the psalmist I pray, "Search me and know me and see if there be any wicked way in me”.
Amen
Love, Diane

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