Beata Agustin Poet Narrative

Found By God From Being Lost

Lost coin... that was I before...
yet precious and costly am I now in God's sight
Formerly a lost sheep...
but priceless and valuable I have become today
Lost daughter ... a prodigal...
currently, I'm a divine heir, adopted child of the Father!

Blinded by the god of this world, lost was I indeed
as 2 Corinthians 4:3-4 expresses.
Decades ago, obscured with pride's radiance
My mind was shut from believing 
"the glorious Gospel of Christ, who is the image of God."

Then, I was wondrously led by the Way, 
the Truth, and the Life Himself (John 14:6).
Surely saved by His grace through faith, 
I am His workmanship, re-created spiritually
along new birth in 1985 unto good works, 
which the Saviour has before ordained
that I should walk in them, 
verily asserted by Ephesians 2:8-10.

As His found child, I am risen with Christ...
thus, I seek heavenly pursuits, 
setting my affections on things above
Colossians 3:1-2 proclaims.

With earnestness, I beseech my King Almighty
by His grace along His wisdom
to enable me walk worthy of God
Who has called me unto His kingdom and glory.*

*I Thessalonians 2:12

February 18, 2019

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