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Providence
What once began with so much promise
was dismantled piece by piece.
Not what I had wanted
but necessary to keep the peace.
To keep a man happy,
to subjugate myself,
I put the kibosh on what God had wrought.
I told myself, "You'll start small
Of course, what God wills
cannot be put asunder.
What He gifts, ordains, and calls good
for His glory
won't be thwarted from continuing on.
Renewed purpose,
ready for God to restore.
better than it was before.
Not rigid,
not stringent,
relaxed
by Heaven's grace.
He's a good father,
merciful and true;
and, this thing here:
Providence.
Warning:
who is still blinded by self
and cannot see.
Truth:
Me:
Not meant to be measured by the hands and mind of man.
Meant to be trusted,
lauded, loved by a believer
the same as I am.
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A writer will write even if no one reads what is written;
but, how much more satisfaction and joy is found when things are shared?
A new chapter has begun!
From my heart to yours,
"Thank you for being here."
__________________________________________________________
A writer will write even if no one reads what is written;
but, how much more satisfaction and joy is found when things are shared?
A new chapter has begun!
From my heart to yours,
"Thank you for being here."
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