Wednesday, September 12, 2012

He is my Refuge

The man is perfect in faith
who can come to God 
in the utter dearth
of his feelings and desires, 
without a glow or aspiration, 
with the weight of his low thoughts,
failures, neglects and wandering forgetfulness,
and say to Him,
"Thou art my refuge."
George MacDonald
When life becomes a swirl
and I strive just to find an inkling
 of my life hidden in Christ--
for some days it is truly hidden--
I do what I know to do.
I sit before the Lord with a psalm.
I want to present myself as one
full of faith, hope and love,
full of the life of Christ.
And there are days, by mercy and grace,
that I come before Him  
filled with a measure of that life.
But there are other days when 
I can't find that life.
So I walk by the instruments 
I have come to trust.
God's word and His promises are true.
They have immunity from feelings.
O my Strength, to You I sing praises, 
for You, O God, are my refuge, 
the God who shows me unfailing love.
Psalm 59:17
I know He is my strength
and my refuge.
He is the God who shows me
unfailing love and mercy.
May my anchor of hope
keep me bound to faith today
when the waves come and 
the sea churns just a bit.
You are my refuge, God.


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