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"Then he said unto them, Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions unto them for whom nothing is prepared: for this day is holy unto our Lord: neither be ye sorry; for the joy of the Lord is your strength."

Nehemiah 8:10

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I have thought about what the Lord expects of me 
he made me a beautiful world
filling it with all I need to survive
there is food and water . . .  
I have his blessing to fill my cup of life
to drink from the deep blue sky
he wants me to enjoy this world and all within
but with respect and never with greed
to be respectful of his creation
to do my best to protect all who exist on Earth
for the Lord made all the creatures big and small
he asks of me to share with the less fortunate
to have compassion and sympathy
to have gratitude that I have shelter from the weather
when so many don't . . . 
to be thankful I have money to buy food
in a world that is like a ravaged garden . . . 
yet, I know the Lord wants me to enjoy life
and to succeed with humility . . . 
to be filled with joy at beautiful things I find 
and to enjoy experiences I am blessed to have
but to always give of myself to those in need
a friend, family member, or stranger 
to forgive and have mercy
and I do this whenever I can 
though my own life is weather-stained with tears
and my soul is filled with pain
I remind myself over and over that there are others 
who suffer more than me . . .  
and with the Lord's strength I do what I can_

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September 7, 2020


Poetry/Free Verse/The Lord is My Strength
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1284-119-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France


Written for the Premier contest, Joy of the Lord
sponsor, Regina McIntosh

Second Place

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