The Now I Enjoy
Tortured before by doubts tormenting me for escape flight
Now, my faith keeps pressing* on through God’s compassionate might.
Gripped yesterday against frustration-failure sight
Now, my spirit as a warrior marches toward triumphant stewardship-height.
Downtrodden whenever carnality pursued vain selfish delight
Now, my soul strives never to retreat from battle for what is right.
Barren due to immaturity along fruitlessness’ blight
Now, my commitment drives me to build lives against evil’s fight.
Anxious because of disobedience bringing guilt-fright
Now, my courage propels me to ascend following heaven’s light.
Feeling worthless with slothfulness' mocking slight
Now, my enthusiasm is empowered for service with prayer-plight.
Enveloped by unbelief midst skepticism bite
Now, my trust in the Lord is hoisted by His grace and love aright.
*Philippians 3:14 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
June 17, 2020
Couplet in monorhyme
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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