Talent Unburied

Just a quick thought with a rhyme. Yes I know it has a Dr. Suess flow to it. HAHA. You might have to read it twice to comprehend it. I wrote it and I still have to read it through twice. Well enjoy!! What if there was no light? There’d be no wrong then, right? And if there’s no wrong then there’s no right. And where there’s no right there can’t be light. And without the light we have no sight. The whole world is dark as night. So if there’s no me and there’s no you doing what God has called us to do. Then there’s no light, no wrong, no right. In essence there is no fight. So be the light you’re called to be. The kind that helps the blind to see. 8/16/14

I said a prayer for you my friend from right here on my knees Before the Master I brought my case I know He’ll hear my plea I’m not quite sure for what I’m asking But knowing He knows is most assuring I knelt down by my bed last night and here I am again Requesting guidance and strength for you my dearest friend My appeal wasn't grand - very simple but I did my best I simply said “Lord you know” and I trust He’ll do the rest From this point on I know your need is in hands more capable than mine And I relax knowing He’s got this and that you’ll be just fine So when you feel you can’t go on just know I've got your back Over and over I’ll present my case to the one who picks up the slack He’s the Master, Lord of All, Creator,Jehovah, King of Kings And I happen to know that He’s an expert at fixing broken things That is why again and again and again I’ll bow my head and knees for you my friend He loves you so much more than I do So I know He’ll d

I’m just an instrument, a tool for the Master A pen in the hand of the only true author A writer so great, with works so renowned Proof of His talent constantly abounds Deep in His book, in one minute secluded section I've heard that my name was mentioned No more than a character in the story He wrote Nothing original I’m simply a quote So when words my mind assuage Inspiration flows and rhymes cover the page I can’t take credit for the work when it’s done As though I were the author or a great someone I simply share the words I was given Those for which my character was written I take no glory for the things that I say This allegory isn't mine anyway I’m just a tool, just a quill dipped in ink That the master is using to cause others to think