![]() My Prayer-Poem for the 43rd Day of Lent, Wednesday in Holy Week, 31 March 2021
Your time is drawing nearer Lord; events will soon conspire and divine destiny will run its course like fuel to a fire. This suffering, beyond belief, was it part of your will? Or were you pressured into this like grist unto some mill. And yes, I know you warned your friends that blood would be outpoured but did you really contemplate that this would happen, Lord? In dark Gethsemane you sweated blood and asked for a reprieve but knew that you would give your life- well that’s what I believe. And when I cherish freedom’s gift above all else and say that I’m the master of my fate today and every day, remind me of the Will of God beyond our time and space, weaving time and eternity in consecrated Grace
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AuthorI have set myself the challenge of writing a Prayer-Poem every day for 100 days as part of The 100 Day Project Archives
May 2021
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