Hello, friends. So far so good for our college boy. 🙂Mommy, however, is experiencing some unrelated kinks. A poem born from the trenches of this last week…
I think today
On the subject of faith.
And I have to wonder…
What have I to offer?
For my faith feels so meager most days, so frail-
Rags from a tattered old bag really.
Full of scraggly tears and gaping holes;
Not near enough to cover my sin-stained soul!
And I have to question-am I merely destined
To fall and to fail?
Oh, but when I know the Lord, friends,
Such queries, sooner or later, prove silly!
For I know His Word says
More than a conqueror I am;
Never forsake or leave me will He.
And to what do I owe this bright victory?
The fact His Son hung upon a tree…
For ragamuffin me.
And it’s sufficient, this infinite love
To stretch faith enough
To cover my weak humanity…
Praise God He covers us! May we embrace that fact as we navigate both the good and the tough days! Thanks for reading, friends! Blessings and prayers! ❤