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An Ode To My Husband

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Recent Times

When I reflect on recent times
On the turmoil, heartache, grief and pain,
I can now see God’s purpose at work.
From the darkest days of wondering why
My baby son had to die,
Of questioning whether there was a God at all
Who could put me through all this
Loss, betrayal, death, and destruction,
I can now see the foundations for something new.
Without all this, I would be nought,
I would have carried on in my own sweet way,
Thinking I was ok, that I was on the right path,
That my own free will was the route to my future.
But of course it isn’t.
I would have even called myself a Christian,
But of course I wasn’t.
God was missing.
I had to be broken, to be mended,
To be sick, to be healed,
To experience death, to be born again.
Out of something so seemingly negative,
There springs hope eternal.
Because I now have a future,
A really bright one.
For the Lord has plans for me.
Because I now seek Him,
With all my heart,
And I have found Him.