Let Go and Let God
One by one God took them from me,
All the things i valued most,
Till i was empty-handed,
Every glittering toy was lost.
And i walked earth's highways grieving
In my rags and poverty
Till i heard His voice inviting
"Lift those empty hands to Me."
So i turned my hands toward heaven,
And He filled them with a store
Of His own transcendant riches
Till they could contain no more.
And at last i comprehended,
With my stupid mind and dull
That God could not pour His riches
Into hands already full.
Anon
1 comment:
Kia Ora (Hello) from that blogger across the ditch. I enjoy reading your blog, as it makes a lot of sense in the world as we know it today. A lot of people are into much of a hurry - even to stop and smell the roses !!! Blog on......
Thank you for crossing the ditch and reading my blogs.
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