My Son, You Are a Victorious Man of God

My son, you are a victorious man when… God’s leadership over your life is your utmost desire Every time you wake up, till when at night, you retire Though others mock your aim with insulting satire. God’s mercy drives your spirituality for reaching-out Every time you advance His kingdom against hell’s route While struggling to be pulled from slothfulness’ clout. God’s love prevails in your devotion and commitment Every time you labour in your sacrificial engagement Midst weariness’ attacks, threatening your dedication’s fulfillment. God’s pardon reigns in your compassion-gesture Every time you forgive in the light of the Scripture Admitting, confessing, and forsaking your sinfulness’ posture. God’s wisdom directs your steps for productive diligence Every time you combat selfishness and disobedience Against carnality that entices you toward pleasure-indulgence. God’s peace reigns over your heart Every time you vanquish harsh crises’ dart Even if succumbing to complaints is the easy start. God’s will is where you find freedom indeed Every time you trust Him to meet your need Acknowledging your despair due to problems’ breed. God’s Word works as your armor amidst uncertainty Every time you conquer doubts with truth’s purity Especially when many oppose you against evidences’ obscurity. God’s guidance keeps your faith settled Every time you win against being embattled And hurdling personal wars leaves you disgruntled. God’s righteousness hedges your choices within His presence Every time worldliness pulls you down by its alluring insistence Hindering you in exalting the Saviour and His name’s magnificence. God’s rewards await your future in serving Him by His might Every time you bear fruits as His steward in your service-height Along your worshipful gratefulness of praise-delight. God be praised and thanked for you, my son* whom I pray for. I likewise honour the Lord for enabling you to live for Him by His fervor. My prayer is that you continue to please Him with your faithfulness-ardor All by His grace and thru His power’s donor; I'm proud of you; you're the fruit of my motherhood joy and valor. *Proverbs 24:21 My son, fear thou the LORD and the king: and meddle not with them that are given to change. October 23, 2018 2nd place, "In response to IF..." Poetry Contest Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 11/25/2018.