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.
3 comments:
Love it!
Love it, too!
Thanks ladies. My soul is so much happier here in what I like to call 'God's Country'!
I could never say that about the city. :)
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