Gristmill Grand Guides
Gladly, I greet the gristmill guard:
…..“God is good!”*
Governed am I by this goal in the granary:
…“Grind the golden grains gaily!”
Gallantly, I am gripped with grace-greatness:
…“Garner gems of generosity!”
Geared am I to grasp by grueling guaranty:
…“Gird-up for next generation-grants!”
Gazing at goodness-gleam, I glow with grandeur:
…“Glare at greediness; guard against gloom!”
Grieved am I with grimes of guile:
…“Get away from gruesome graft!”
Gradually, I go for growth as glorious gristmill:
…“Gain from glamor-gleanings!”
Gently, I grab gear-ups and give up garbage:
…“Goodbye grumblings and grudges!”
*Psalm 73:1 Truly God is good ... even to such as are of a clean heart.
May 25, 2018
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2018
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