"My" spirit ...
John 4:13-14
13 Jesus replied, “Everyone who drinks some of this water will be thirsty again.
14 But whoever drinks some of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again,
but the water that I will give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up to eternal life.”
My spirit
Where are you hidden to day ... where do you visit when I sleep?
Where do you get refreshed ... and why do you seem bound?
It seems that your camouflage ... is really so effective
as in the ruckus of this world you barely make a sound.
Are you drowned in my soul ... the entity of emotion?
Are you completely surrounded by my mind and will?
Is my self centered-ness ... the altar of my devotion
and even in my worship ... I try myself to fill?
Powers of darkness are gloating ... even my prayers are for self
Oh spirit! You must be craving ... to be understood by me
It seems that all that matters ... is for me to do very well
The tears are like spilled waters ... for I am to busy to be free
To look for my spirit within ... is like a search in every gutter
It may become a habit ... because I found a dime there years ago
Smooth sailing is more peaceful ... than an engine that sputters
towards fulfillment of my longings ... which to me are well known
If redeemed the spirit is joined to the Heavenly Christ forever,
searching at own levels is like ... digging in the yard for gold
To rise above self ... in obedience to the Holy
Who won’t oppose man’s will ... as the truth in Christ unfolds
But Satan will try to deceive ... as he moves on feelings and body
He will employ reasoning ... as he triggers the mind in action
The will then molded like putty ... to fall in line with everybody’s
to bring God from the throne ... to own level of satisfaction
Jan Wienen