Thank You

[Beloved by God]

Thank You

Thank you God for this gift
Thank you for allowing little me
To build a bridge where there had been a rift
The soothing words do not come from me
I’m not always that wise
Because of You the poems be
Thank you for making me a cistern
I prayed for you to use me
Now it’s my turn
I am the vessel to pour out
The precious jar full of ointment
Your gracious name I shout
I give the honor and glory to Jesus
I am but the pen
Writing the word that pleases


©Symanntha Renn

[TRL1957]

You do indeed have the special gift of poetry and you use it for His glory. :)

[Beloved by God]

Thank you. If you ever think I am writing in a way that is not glorifing to Him, you have my permission to admonish and correct me. Thank you for all of your kind words and encouragement, it really does mean a lot to me, it's a pick me up when the days get hard.
Bless you,
Sam