LORD YOU KNOW

Lord, You Know

Lord, You know my going in and my coming in;
You hedge me in from behind and You go before me to prepare my path.
You, my Precious Prince, fill me with gladness;
You O God, fill my heart with joy never-ending…
Lord, in this time of great trial and such deep pain’
Please do not refrain from being my shelter and my defense;
Lord, I never dreamed that the one I love so very much
would turn on me with wrath and blame;
and O my God! That look of such disdain!
I look to You now Lord, for such comfort and love
that only You can give, please help me live!!!
All natural strength has left me Lord,
but I will dwell in Your shelter, my Precious Lord on high
I plead with You Lord to be my dwelling place…
To surround me with Your abundant grace…
That no evil shall befall me and no plague near my tent;
Even then I will look to You despite the pain;
For to have You is the greatest gain
Greater than all the money in the world, or ANY
earthly pleasure, NOTHING Lord, Nothing can
measure up to You, only You hold the words of Eternal truth…
Your word says that blessed are those who keep Your testimonies Lord;
and those who seek You with all their heart;
Lord, You ARE my heart, my very breath of life;
Holy…in unapproachable light, great enough to light Your
throne room and Your eternal city, like a rainbow
Lord, turn away from me all scorn and contempt, for
I adore You so my Lord, and I have kept Your testimonies… `
PLEASE Lord, see my heart and that I long for You
And for keeping Your truth, and I long to honor You in all I do``
Lord, Your mercy and compassion are new each day;
may Your love and Your amazing grace come through in every word I say;
in every act of love I do , may it reflect my love for You…
Even if only You take note Lord, let that be all I need.
And Lord, You know, You know how and where all the seeds…
All the seeds have been sown, they need your Living water to grow…
By Michelle Y Secord
October 10, 2012

Some of you might ask why I share such personal poems on my blog for everyone to see. When I became ill with this chronic illness called Fibromyalgia in 2001, I had never written anything in my life. But, soon after I became ill, poems just began flowing, poems about our suffering and the intersection with our faith, and they have deepened and stretched in many ways over the years. But my point is,  they flow from the Holy Spirit within me, because in the natural, I don't have this ability. And the Lord told me to share them with other suffering people, because they would know that they are not alone in the battle, and that the Lord  always has a purpose. So that's why I share, NOT for any personal attention, I give ALL the glory to the Lord, and I thank Him for helping me get through each day with my faith not just intact, but growing.