God’s Candles Posted on June 24, 2012 by alexandersoul Steep on the hillside I stagger alone, Groping for footholds where the sun once shone. Traces of light still betray my eyes Beneath the ever darkening skies. My mind recalls a nearby ledge But grip slips off the crag instead. Over the cliff I fear I’ll tumble One of these times that I clumsily stumble. Then, at once, I catch glimpse of light, But it recedes too quickly back into the night. I know in the darkness some hope exists; It’s not just evil that indwells the abyss. There’s hope and life pointed out by belief, The opposite way from pity and grief. Then off in the distance it glimmers again And that hope continues to blossom within. With all of my heart I earnestly pray That the Lord, by grace, would light the way. And then in an instant his glory ignites As my soul and my eyes are relieved of the night. One on the hillside. Two. Then three. Now hundreds of miracles blaze before me. They light the true path set before me by God; A path that sinners, turned saints, have trod. So onward I trek with fervor and pace, Aware of the evil still lying in wait. But no matter the number of lights that snuff, Evil will never stamp out enough To even cast shadows on God’s true light, For it’s by his glory I outlast the night. Even when the devil finally softens one light, There are millions more shining into the night. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
The Light of Truth wisely shared. The Light of Truth timely shared on a night-filled day.