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Yielding To the Divine Transformer

I yield my self-conceit …disguised… as sheer meekness; false humility radiating deceit, needing God for His pardon. Here am I surrendered to Christ's love and might ready to be transformed through His divine nature*... Albeit a snake tamed am I graciously by the Sovereign Charmer... Grateful, my heart praises Him!
*2Peter 1:4 Whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises: that by these ye might be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust. September 6, 2018 Edited on May 19, 2022 13th place, "Shapeshifters and Shapeshifting" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco; judged on 7/4/2022.

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Date: 7/5/2022 4:37:00 AM
Congratulations on your placement, Beata Your clever poem points out the deception of shapeshifters very well. Best, SuZ
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Date: 7/5/2022 12:12:00 AM
Beata, beautiful spiritual thoughts of the transformational power of God in sanctifying believers. Your edifying words reminded me of Roman's 12:2 and II Cor 5:17. Congratulations on your win and thank you for sharing. Grace and peace ~ John
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