Witness on High ...

Job 16:18-19 

18 “O earth, do not cover my blood, nor let there be a secret place for my cry.

19 Even now my Witness is in heaven; my Advocate is on high.

 

What can keep you from yourself ... what delivers from despair?

Is it what surrounds you ... that feed your inner man?

Is there a part within you ... that lingers in the dark

and waits for the opportunity ... to down you if it can?

 

It seems so simple to accept ... whatever mood besets you.

It really does not take much ... to bring you to your needs.

Mostly our wants and wishes ... as they seem unfulfilled

will influence the way we feel ... and that with lightening speed.

 

The greatest weapon Satan has ... is called dissatisfaction.

Every time he throws that one ... it seems to hit the target.

Unless we are fully occupied ... with the needs of others

we will in no wise escape this ... until dearly departed.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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