Weakness and distress lie heavy.
The burden is great and the fear runs deep.
It’s a feeling of defeat. Of helplessness.
I have so vast a need.
A word is spoken, and it is seen.
The darkness cannot stand or stay.
All things realized. And then upheld.
I have nothing to say.
Sight awakened and faith given.
An unknown strength adorns.
A work no tongue can explain.
I am graced with understanding.
A Body raised. Not One, but many.
So immense a strength, it can’t be matched.
Where glorious might brings death to life.
I am its evidence.
Such power that speaks, declares, reveals.
That upholds, and changes, and raises, and endures.
That works around me, and in me, and through me.
No need remains.
For I have the same power.
The above reflection flows from the following passages:
Rom 1:4, 16, 20, 9:17, Eph 1:19, 3:20, Col 1:11, 29, 2:12, Heb 1:3.
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Lydia – I absolutely love this poem – Ephesians 3:20 is one of my favorite all time verses. Such beautifully written and flowing words . I found you today at #CoffeeShopConversations
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Thanks! I don’t try poetry very often. But sometimes it just fits. Thanks for stopping by!
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Lovely… the Word can inspire so many amazing responses… thank you for sharing with the Cozy Reading Spot
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