My best poetry seems to come when I'm going through the hardest things in my life. This week has been one of the toughest I've ever faced, with the enemy pounding hard on me; but the Lord has given me two poems in the last two days.
First, yesterday, "Christ, My Life"
This is my glory;
This is my plea:
That Jesus Christ
Has died for me!
This is my anthem,
This, my refrain:
That from the grave
He rose again.
This is my joy:
The One that I love
Is now interceding
Before God above.
This is my rest--
On this I will stand:
Before Time began
He wrote my name on His hand!
Here is my comfort
And here my delight:
He never will leave me
Tho' I walk in dark night.
Tho' all my friends leave me,
He ever is near.
He'll never forsake me,
So I shall not fear.
This is my future:
Soon He will come
And take me to dwell
Forever in His home!
~h.r.l. 3.25.2013
And today, He gave me "Lord of the Storm"
When I feel the waters rush
O'er my troubled, storm-tossed soul,
I hear a whisper, soft and sweet:
"Be still; I'm in control.
The winds know My voice;
The waves obey My command.
So do not fear;
Rest quietly in My strong hand.
In the midst of chaos,
Know My peace.
I told the wind to blow,
And I will make it cease."
~h.r.l. 3.26.2013
