Tuesday, January 7, 2014

A Poem for Each Tomorrow

I've learned to run to Abba each time I stumble in sin.  Holy Spirit's arm is outstretched as He hovers above me - warm and full of mercy - urging me to go before Daddy to ask His forgiveness.  It occurs to me that we all need to be reminded of the unchanging love of our Heavenly Father.  He's not standing beside an ejection hatch waiting to consign us to Hell when we sin.  None of us would have any hope of survival (let alone inheriting eternal life) if God's love and understanding were withdrawn each time we "miss the mark".

Thank You, Jesus, that Your mercies are new with each sunrise.  Though "tomorrow" isn't promised to any of us, we need not approach God's plans for our future with forebodings (fear) of any kind.  The journey He's planned, He is faithful to secure and complete within us.

Here's a poem to edify and comfort you about this very thing, my friends.  In one way or another, God's truth always encourages.


Our Father sees us going wrong
but He knows we won't for long
forsake His revealed way for paths of sorrow.

His hands remain outstretched
even though our souls are vexed;
His mercies flow anew with each "tomorrow".

Reach out and up to Him
without Whom we'll never win -
and don't believe the lies of condemnation!

Jehovah God is ours
despite sin's blackened towers
in guilt and in discouraging frustration.

Clasp His mighty hand today,
He'll make straight each crooked way -
and bring us out of sin and its great sorrow.

Remember that His hand's outstretched
to receive you to His breast -
and bring us safely home to each tomorrow.

(Copyright © 1-7-2014 by Sharon Joy Gramling. All Rights Reserved.)

God bless.
Daddy's Girl

"... fervent in spirit, serving the Lord."
(Romans 12:11b)