Poetry

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When our lives get tangled up
With weeds of pain and fears
We try so hard to loosen their grip,
As we struggle and shed many tears.

But when we pull up the wiry weeds
They seem to grow anew
Even with all our efforts,
Despite everything we do.

We find we cannot clean our soil
By working all alone.
We need the Master Gardener
To restore what HE has sown.

There’s a Place of Restoration,
Where we can plant and sow.
It’s a rich and fertile haven
Where seeds take root and grow.

We can find this wonderful refuge
Within Our Father’s Word.
By ‘listening’ to His wisdom,
We can learn from what we’ve heard.

He’ll teach us to destroy the weeds
That strangled us before
And make our lives more fruitful
So we can grow and soar!

This Place of Restoration
Will renew our souls and minds
As we’re taught to plant the special seeds -
The meaningful, life-changing, kind!

This poem is dedicated to my dear and precious friend, Sharon McClean, who steers so many souls to The Place of Restoration each time she shares God's Word so beautifully. I pray that she will feel renewed and restored herself every time she wraps herself in the Word. She is a blessing to me and to so many!

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