Monthly Archives: November 2015

Author, Lamb and Lord: Thoughts of Thanksgiving

I sit here thinking on my life,

Recalling times of joy and strife,

And thanking God for what His will has done.

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If my life were words and lines,

Then there are lines I’d never write,

For fear that subplot might consume my soul.

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Would you write ‘death’ or ‘pain’ or ‘cancer,’

Scribble in a lack of answers,

Or author up some hardships for your life?

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Would you compose a dash of trials,

Just a pinch of heartache,

If you knew things would unfold just as you write them?

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None of us would want this pain.

And yet, by grace I’ve come to learn

Its value in the plot.

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God is Author of all things.

His pen has written what will be,

Long before things were.

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Each difficulty has its place.

It gives a thirst for peace and grace

Found only through His Son.

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You see,

Sometimes I fail to cling to Him

When life is bless’d and sweet.

Seldom has an average day

Forced me to His feet.

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And if it’s true that at His feet

Are stores of grace so bright,

A centeredness and selflessness,

A most abundant life,

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Then all the writings in this plot,

Each twisting of the pen,

Each counterpoint, each conflict,

Every trial, every pain,

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Each one driving me to kneel,

Before my Lord of Life,

Can these be but mercy,

Love, and grace come in disguise?

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And so, my heart is thankful

For the things I have and don’t.

I am more than full and filled up

By my Author, Lamb, and Lord.