What will you do now?

Psalm 23:3 

He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His Name’s sake.

 

 

What will you do now?

A question?

 

A search turned inside of what I’m truly made?

Am I part of a fence built long ago or am I a small sturdy gate?

 

Thinking of years yet to come ... wondering or I can make it?

To-morrow I made a memory and through next week I can fake it.

 

But what about several years from now ... what if I have to go hungry?

I’m sitting at a table filled with food ... losing appetite for fear and pondering.

 

The bible says: “The Spirit reminds”... but I won’t let Him finish.

I state you don’t understand ... to serve God I need to replenish.

 

“Oh, brother dear,” the Spirit smiles ... let’s go back to the bible.

How much does God love you, child ... does He keep Himself libel?

 

When He is for you, who can be against ... why am I still uncertain?

I guess that is Jesus died for me ... why in self I am always hurting?

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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