My Blessing
My Blessing
I sauntered in faith.
Though I became weary,
I continued to run
the race.
For eight years I cried.
Not willing to
forgive my past.
Unconsciously condemning
myself;
Forcing the storms to
last.
For eight years you
heard me.
You inclined your
ears to my cry;
Giving me completion;
With new beginnings, I
sighed.
At the end of my
eight years,
Blessing began to
fall at my feet.
God opened the
floodgates of Heaven;
Now my mustard was
larger than a seed.
😍😍😍
ReplyDeleteCongrats and Amen on your blessings!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this!!!
ReplyDeleteGod has truly blessed you. Such a lovely family. You are very talented.
ReplyDeleteWell written and sincere.
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