Father,
Do I please You?
Have I measured up
to who You made me to be?
I need You.
You alone know my heart;
and where the arid places
await the rain...
My fear will bow
to faith once more;
as Your word
Keeps me treading water;
and praising You
for Your willingness to pay so willingly
for what I cannot afford to live without.
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This is the one I put up on the main blog but took down again. It didn't seem to be good enough to post; but I heard otherwise from a couple of folks in the group.
In the interest of putting it back "out there" for potential blessing; I have re-posted it here.
Cup o'joy,
Lynne
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