My Lord And I

Poem By Curtisj Johnson

My Lord and I have a history, and through Him, I have victory.
His Presence is no mystery, but is always embracing me,
Creating intimacy and making me feel safe and totally free.
Anytime I have felt like a troubled sea,
His word has always calmed and stabilized me.
His church has made me feel that I truly belong.
His steady Spirit has kept me strong.
I always know where to run when I am wrong.
Into His loving arms, I can always find a song.
Regardless of how long, unfair, or how hard the test,
In His sanctuary, I always experience my haven of rest.
Even when I grow weary and worn, and my patience wears thin,
Like the gentle chimes near my window pane, slightly touched by the winds, He always speak to me in the soft tones of a whistle, and my soul is soothed. I'm grateful that His written word balances me so that I never need be fooled.

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