Tuesday, February 19, 2013

My Strength

My Strength

By: Elaina Grace Morgan


It's days like this that I want to climb back into..
Bed,
And give way to the..
End.
Because I feel there's no..
End
When depression's kicking..
In.
 But what keeps me going isn't looking at the now, but the..
End
If I keep on going instead of giving..
In.

The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green..
Pastures.
He heals all the brokenness, bruises, and..
Fractures
Of a wounded heart. 
A..
Preacher. 
A..
Teacher,
He leads me, an undeserving..
Creature
Beside still waters.
He restores my..
Soul.
Replaces the broken with something new and..
Whole.

So that I can get up and enjoy a sunny..
Day.
In actuality any..
Day
The Lord has made.
And when pain comes in the night.
All I have to do is fight
To reach the joy that comes in the..
Morning
And to give sincere thanks in the midst of my..
Mourning.

2 comments:

  1. This is an absolutely beautiful, evocative poem! I love it! Thank you so much for sharing it, and keep on writing. You have a beautiful talent!

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  2. Thank you, Ruth! God bless you and thank you so much for your encouragement.

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