THE PRISMATIC SELF
My soul welcomes challenges with triumphant spirit
As my will soars toward faith-flight of prayer wings
Defying arrogance of self-confidence
While hiding in the strength of the Lord…
My heart basks in the goodness of God for every victory
As I keep on learning from trial and test
Grateful for lessons learned since transformation works
Championing the new creation in me against my carnal human nature…
Yes, I am what I am by the grace of my Creator
And through His mercy, might, miracle and marvellousness
My life is His workmanship toward “conquetude”* bliss.
Thus, I conclude with my stand about contests:
Contests Reveal Strength
If contests reveal great faith-work’s strength
battles show discipline-ventures
conquests expose character
trials test virtues’ might
values’ fortitude
skills’ expertise
talents’ worth
for God...
Win!
When contest rules do stifle your life
not bringing out your very best
but nurturing the beast’s guts
with self-glorying bouts
midst spiritual angst
burdening soul
breaking heart,
Trust God…
Win!
*conquering beatitude
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2025
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