Poetry

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How Wise and Wonderful is He,
who wrote our stories first,
Penned and planned to fall in place,
The moment of our birth.

Mere pieces of a puzzle,
part of Heavens plan.
Divinely interwoven,
beyond the mind of man.

Bad things, sad things,
turned around,
Creating who we are.
All knowing Lord, Who lets us fall,
that we may shine , ‘His stars.’

Without the climb, there is no goal.
Without the cold, no warm.
Without the rough, we may not seek,
‘The Stiller of The Storms.’

My Lord, who made us from the dust,
Left incomplete, one part.
Knowing He alone could fill,
The core inside each heart.

We mess things up, in tangled webs.
So bound by human sin.
When all we ever have to do,
Is put our Trust in Him.

Forever Faithful, waiting.
Moving mountains, parting seas,
He wrote the story of the world,
and then wrote one for me.

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Jeremiah 29:13,

'And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all of your heart.'

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