I wish Thy way
But when in me myself would rise
And long for something otherwise
Then, Holy One, take sward and spear
And slay
by Amy Charmichael
2016 - not the normal way
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The snow is falling, beginning to fill in those little spaces between the
blades of frosty grass. The Christmas tree is aglow, candles are burning,
and th...
7 years ago
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6 comments:
I just posted this a few days ago...I think it is my favorite poem by Amy Carmichael...so very convicting!
I had totally forgotten that you had posted that Abbie. I'm sorry. I just noticed it in my quotes book today.
Great poem.
This is an amazing poem. Thanks for sharing it!
No, don't be sorry!! I love it and it is WELL worth reading over and over!!
Hello Janel. I have recently been lamenting our status as people in waiting for Christ's return. I simply tire of a crooked world and long for everything to be straight. Your poem reminds me of the consideration that anything, any amount of waiting or worry, is worth the further glorification of the King. Thank you!
BTW: It has been far too long--how is your summer going? Are you still working in the mall?
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