Yes, My Child
To think of God as one who would give Himself, through His Son, to suffer so, for
those who don’t even know His name.
For Him to love so ultimately that He waits…Waits for the day that even one
person can see or do no more to help themselves, and they cry out … ‘Oh, God!’
He answers gently, ‘Yes, My child?’
What a fearful … no, horrifying thought, that what if God was not. My breath
leaves me at that thought. For once you have known Him and that He is … to
even imagine Him as not, is a horrifying thought! A nightmare!
Oh, God! Hear your child! Hold your child for I have frightened myself beyond
limits! Hold me, Jesus, hold me tight! Tell me Lord, how is it, that You love me?
When my eyes are stayed on Thee, I have peace. When I have peace, I see
clearly, all things look differently in Your light. When my eyes are stayed on Thee.
As my eyes turn from Thee to focus on my troubles I am over whelmed in waves
of turmoil and fear. Misery and depression are all I know.
Then a slight glance and I once again see Thee. I fix my eyes on You and peace
fills my being once again.
Keep my eyes fixed on Thee, Oh Lord. In Your peace I rest and regenerate in
strength. With all that is around me wanting to destroy me, I need Your peace
and Your strength.
Copyright © Bev Edwards - Walther | Year Posted 2007
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