Prov.
24: 21 My son, fear thou the LORD and the king: and meddle not with them that
are given to change:
My
Life has Changed
My life was spent in the city
For many of my years
Blackened streets surrounded
A community of tears.
The dirt road dream forbidden
My survival full of doubt.
I longed to be in the country
Where rolling fields stretched out.
I longed to wake and taste the soil
A midsummer rain would cause.
My life was spent in the city
But my passion gave great pause.
In later years I found myself
At the end of a dirt road.
My prayers have all been answered
I was placed in a humble abode.
Before me sits fields and fields
Of cow, farms and more.
My God has heard my cries
And gave me a life I adore.
My life was spent in the city
I guess it was a test.
For now I dwell in beauty
Where country life is the best!
2 Cor. 3:18 But we all, with open face beholding as in
a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to
glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.
Love it!
ReplyDeleteLove it, too!
ReplyDeleteThanks ladies. My soul is so much happier here in what I like to call 'God's Country'!
ReplyDeleteI could never say that about the city. :)