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Sunday, December 8, 2013

The Taunt

I know your deeds and your toil and your perseverance . . . (Revelation 2:2)


No one knows its claws,
how it can tear the soul,
like the one who gave up a dream,
a life, a purpose,
for decades.
To walk a walk He charted,
only to find
at the end of the course

The hope of something better,
the prayers for something precious,
the desire for something beautiful
disappear like wisps of smoke in the wind
and the voice on the shoulder taunts:
“What could have been
had you walked the road you gave up?”

But . . .

Like the child who gave his few fish to Jesus
and the Lord fed thousands;
Like the widow who gave her last pennies to God
and He enriched millions with her story,
nothing sacrificed to Jesus is useless.
No offering returns empty.
No life, or years,
no fish, or coin,

Nothing is a waste
when given to Christ.

He promised,
and still promises
through the Apostle:

Be steadfast.
Abounding always
in the work of the Lord,
because your labor,
your sacrifice,
your purpose,
and perseverance

is not now,
nor has been,
nor will ever be in vain
when done for,
and offered to,
the Lord.*

*see 1 Corinthians 15:58

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