Sunday, September 9, 2012

Interloper




I don't fit here. This is not my home. I am made of the Maker's clay, molded and shaped, fired and cooled by His hand alone. While on this Earth, I may find pleasures, comforts and joys, but I am reminded to seek the things of God over the things of man.

I am a path paved with the stones of perseverance, hope, humility, sorrow, joy, grace, mercy and love. My Father has laid me out to be walked daily that I might revel in His wisdom. From His heavenly footfalls I am strengthened, renewed, uplifted and protected. My Lord comforts me in every situation.

Life in temporal terms is painful and so I am reminded through Christ that I am forged of the strength of God. He is the mettle in my soul, steeling me for battle, arming me with His Holy Spirit, bolstering my courage with shadows of His support in days past. In His name I seek to Glorify His purpose, not my own.

(Prov 31:30) Charm is deceptive and beauty fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Please, Lord, let me be that woman!