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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Worry wonders and doubts It speculates on the hopes and habits It ponders all the thoughts and misgivings It deliberates on the joy and kindness It even questions the peace and serenity Worry seeks a heart to attack A calm to disturb with turbulence A happiness to disappoint with sorrow A light to snuff out with a dark thought Worry drains souls of their pleasure Pierces the dreams with murky shadows Destroys the embrace of sweet grace And sends discouragement into the spirit Worry is a tool of the devil Who came to seek whom he might destroy With his lies and his doom and his despair Worry is his device, his utensil The instrument he uses to bring us down So that we can’t find the faith to reach out Toward the One who knows all about our worries And brings us encouragement and reassurance The inspiration and enthusiasm to refocus On the promises He gives with His mercy and compassion The love that arises out of the darkest moments Love that assures us He will restore and rebuild Despite whatever the worries might foresee Worry is blind to the fact that His love can diminish every doubt Relieve every pain, erase every cloud With the rising of His Son, His light The One who will always work things out Matthew 6:26 (KJV) Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?
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