Flossie Gierke Poet Dramatic Verse

The Canvas I Display

In the morningsI put on make-up
I paint the canvas of my face with delicate paints of
Different colors.
But at night I display the canvas of my Father,
By his words of wisdom that
Shape me.
I let the outside world see the canvas of me, my face
Yet at night I look into the canvas of my Father

I put my body through a vigorous workout routine to maintain,
My figure which is what the world sees
But my Father loves me, not based on
Physical appearance, but
His love.
His words are the tools that help change us.
They rearrange our minds, our hopes, even our
Priorities.
I decided while I display the canvas of me
With make-up
And an intense work-out program
I will also display the canvas of my Father with
His words
My day is devoted to him and
His words
Then and only then will the canvas of me be
Completed
Because it will be completed in Him, 
Not me.

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Susan Palli March 5, 2017 at 8:31 AM Nice place to be, in union with our Father! Nice write

Eric Boddie August 2, 2015 at 3:59 PM without Him, what are we....simply nothing, a true tragedy....because He Gave us Life, the only thing we need....and only with His Love can we ever feel freed....so true and Beautiful....;)