No permanent losses
In the life of God's child,
Through calamity's seed
Heaven's victory is styled.
For man's greatest evil,
Christ's death on the cross,
Birthed God's greatest victory,
Not heaven's great loss.
What men meant for evil,
God meant for our good,
There's no power, no evil,
That can't be withstood.
Blessings from burdens,
Gains from defeat,
Who else but our Savior
Could Satan's plan cheat?
For nothing and no one
Can alter God's plan,
Our present, our future
Lies safe in His hand.
The winds will still blow
Obscuring His hand,
But we can be certain
In God we will stand.
"I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten..." Joel 2:25 (New International Version)
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2 comments:
Great Poem. Indeed... All things work together for good for them that love God...who are called according to His purpose. I am always encouraged when I visit here.
God bless You all
Tunsie
Glad to hear that, Tunsie. That's what it's all about...encouraging one another! Come back soon!
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