I am constantly stretching out
To giving up, letting go
But then You said there is nothing
You do not begin and not complete
So as a disciple
You expect me to model…
Just then You open the gate
And let me there amazed
As from the entrance, I can glimpse
Treasures of valuable fortunes
For the first time, I’m starting
To meet transforming me
I keep finding my hands involved
With puzzles in Your Word
As I brought my children,
My own and those You’ve given
Unto me, in prayer before You
I cried out to you
For their hearts and minds
To be conserved
As You touched mine
With great courage and strength.
I am
An overcomer.
❤ChallEngEr
‘I am an overcomer’. Thank you for this, it just reminds of how fulfilling a life with Christ is. I’ve overcome most things when I put Him at the center of everything.
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Beautifully adding to my heart’s treasury .thank you💐
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Overcomer, that’s a nice word. very nice poem, i can resonate with it. 🙂
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Thank you.the price to pay for overcoming is perseverance .never give up 🤗
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That’s so true, I agree with you!! 🙂
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This is speaking to me in ways i cannot put in words. Especially praying to God about the children he gives us in prayer and mentoring them through His word
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Oh yes. This week the Holy Spirot prompted me this week to pray for my own children and those i led to Christ.
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My desire is to always be guided by the Holy spirit thankyou for sharing.
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