Refining Consciousness
At such times of discontentment
I complain, murmur and fret
with sincere admission, I confess to God*
Who remains attentive to my qualms
offering to me His sufficient grace.
In my fear, my heart yearns for comfort
midst fight-flight pursuit
thus, I cast to the Lord all my cares
since He assures me His presence
as I cling to Him by faith.
Midst my weariness, I whine…
wanting relaxation’s pleasure
I plead for the Almighty’s strength
thanking Him for deliverance against impatience
in dealing with special child that demands genuine love.
When lust of the flesh drives me
toward selfishness, pride and greed
causing my downfall… as evidence of my carnal nature
I seek to be in communion with Christ
Who is ready to help, since He know my limitations.
Attacked with envy when comparing myself with others
my soul succumbs to jealousy, anger and malice
letting me waver in my ministerial commitment…
my soul beseeches the Saviour during divine meeting
and He upholds me toward transformation-triumph.
Still striving to combat negative attitudes
midst consciousness refining
I face them as reality-checks
for my virtue-fortification, trusting the Holy Spirit
for good works’ optimization.
*Ephesians 4:31-32 Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.
May 1, 2023
4th place, "Refining consciousness" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged on 5/4/2023.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2023
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