My Blessing

My Blessing

For eight years I prayed.
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.

Comments

  1. Congrats and Amen on your blessings!

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  2. I LOVE this!!!

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  3. God has truly blessed you. Such a lovely family. You are very talented.

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  4. Well written and sincere.

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