From the Creative Throne Room of GOD
and MW Rivers – 2009
Oh I remember you, the young child so lively and carefree,
simply wanting to be loved and longing to be free;
to be safe to live and to abundantly grow
in the apple of God’s eye down here below.
Ahh, but the enemy fights hardest those who could stand in his way
to try to destroy their lives with all that he may.
But our Lord can even take our life’s worst and turn it around
because forever "His" grace continuously abounds.
Our Savior stands long with His outstretched arms
ever working to keep us from all of life’s harms;
to rescue us out of the enemy’s cruel hands
and to put our feet on ground where we can solidly stand.
But sadly it seems great lessons and care are most often learned
through the trials we choose to, of course, so readily spurn.
Only our dear Lord knows what He’s preparing you for,
but I trust one day you will know as you open each of life’s doors.
I am truly so sorry for all the suffering you have had;
I know at times it has been overwhelming and just really too bad.
Some through great sorrow, some the fire, some the flood,
but as the song states so clearly, “all" through the blood.
Now nothing has happened that your Father did not see;
He’s heard each and every one of your cries, “Oh Father, ...why me?”
But just keep trusting Him and one day it "will" become clear,
He was with you all the while sparing and molding your life so dear.
And my what a calling there must be on your life
to have had to face so much pain and such terrible strife.
I pray The Father will wipe away every one of your tears,
just as He has mine "many" a time through the years.
With passage of time the scars will fade and your emotions they will heal;
trust me, one day you’ll awake and the pain no longer feel.
It may not be tomorrow, next week, maybe not even next year,
but as each day passes "your wholeness" draws evermore near.
Please never again sit quietly and neglect to share
anything you question, whatever the care,
for there are those who will listen morning, noon, or the night;
and do what they can, if only to pray; ... what ever the fight!
Remember to think on God and His wonderful love
and how He so lovingly gave us His Son from above.
Never think He came to put any of us to shame,
but to keep always those who would but trust in The Son's name.
So take good care now and remember to try to always do the right;
never forgetting our Lord has promised to bring us into His marvelous light.
The cares and the trials of this life will of a certainty one day be past,
but only what we have done for our Christ is what "will" forever last.
And never forget who you are and who you are meant to be oh child so dear
no matter what the enemy may speak or try to whisper in your ear;
While for a moment your joy and your happiness, yes, they may have been
robbed,
take heart, friend now, you are destined to win, for “you are”,,,
"a greatly beloved child" of "The Most High GOD"!
May you and "all" GOD's beloved children find comfort in the words of this poem.
MW Rivers
