All of this is so much easier said than done, but sometimes I wonder how much more peaceful my life would be if I simply surrendered my own pride and worries to someone who has the power to heal and solve all things. My guess is that my peace would pass understanding :-).
I Am Whole
Let this my crucifixion be,
as I lift my gaze toward the cross.
That Christ is my sufficiency;
I count all else as deepest loss.
Broken as Jesus on the tree,
and like the Savior's risen soul,
I sense the power of Him in me.
my life is renewed, I am whole.
Did you write that poem? It's beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYes, I did write it. It was God inspiring me because I never write poetry :-).
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