In My Afflictions
Beseeching for assured welfare
ailing with discontentment stare
cleaving to divine promises I treat as rare
while earnestly wanting to share…
My soul seeks God Who meets me with all His care!
Gripped by angst of insecurity, sighing anxiously
expressing complaints sorrowfully
murmuring about unfairness grudgingly
while questioning my state bitterly…
My mind yields to God Who counsels me compassionately!
Struggling against frustration
succumbing to sinfulness’ oppression
leaning toward welcoming desperation
while craving for serene restoration…
My heart clings to Who God grants me pardon’s sanctification!
Cringing in difficulty
mourning over self-inflicted calamity
grieving because of worldliness-caused infirmity
while yearning for His joy and tranquility…
My spirit beseeches God Who helps me attain servanthood maturity!
Afflicted* by guilt of fruitlessness’ blight
so weary in persevering for triumphant flight
magnified by seemingly worthless fight
while wallowing in self-inflicted futility plight…
My faith finds succor* in God Who upholds me with His might!
*Psalm 140:12 I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor.
August 10, 2020
2nd place "INFLICTIONS" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 8/15/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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