Thursday, October 21, 2010

still stretching...

The Treasury

We beg and plead and moan and cry
To make sense of this place.
We sweat and strive to fix it all
Then seek You just in case.

When will we learn to listen
To the Master clearly say,
"Seek treasures tucked into My Word...
It's there you'll see My face!"

Oh, hasten that sweet moment
When we'll know as we've been known.
Such secrets of Your glory
Cannot be grasped, they're shown!

This fleeting puzzle makes no sense
Except in You alone
And missing pieces swell our faith
And stretch us 'til we've grown.
                                                                               (Things Pondered - Beth Moore)

Happy Thursday!

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