Ireland's Cliffs of Moher: The Pathway on the Edge
Tuesday's Trust
God Calls... Though Grief's Ravages Linger
The vision is there,
but not the repair,
The love of God shown,
Yet complete healing not known,
God's sparks of light,
But still... the night.
God's sufficiency reigns,
My self-sufficiency tamed.
Ravages of grief linger,
Yet God points His finger
To go and obey,
Walk in faith.
God shows His light
Though darkness yields blight.
God's will must be done,
Yet sleep doesn't come.
Can we trust in Him
As energies dim?
God told Abram to trust
Though Sarai seemed barren
At age 90, he 99;
Abram trusted the Vine.
Yet Abram doubted
Though God's faithfulness shouted.
Will we sell God short
As we watch plans abort?
God builds perseverance
When the fire burns hot;
We would choose convenience;
God does not.
Though grief drags us down,
God wears the crown.
Keep our eyes on Him,
Not our chances slim.
Bank on God's omniscience,
Not our common sense.
He marks the trail
Though we are frail.
To follow Him Home,
We must drop our throne.
God in Us, the Hope of Glory;
Without His power, we're an untold story.
Though I may faint, To God be the glory!
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