It's too hard, this command of His,
A concept I can't wrap my mind around.
How can a human, who's not a whiz,
Understand it's meaning and abound?
How do you embrace it without seeming
A "know it all" with mind in the clouds
Totally unreal to those He is redeeming.
Dare I dig deeper and separate from the crowd?
It is painful, this reshaping
As He melts and molds this earthly clay.
A beautiful vessal He would making
If I allow Him to work in His own way.
Lord, You promised to finish what You started
When I gave You my life and my heart.
Help me to trust that Your goals won't be thwarted
As, each day, I yield just as I did at the start.
Elizabeth Elliot wrote, "God will never disappoint us. He loves us and has only one purpose
for us: holiness which, in His kingdom, equals joy".
Written by Geneva Poynter
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