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~Taken From Egypt~
The taste of garlic lingers,enticing with memories
of creature comforts & of needs met with luxuries
compared to this wilderness,
where Manna must be waited upon
to fall from Heaven day by day,
when my patience is far from strong ~
~& though the manna nourishes,
& satisfies my every need,
there are times I crave the things
I consumed once, in my greed,
when, unconcerned with the consequences,
I would yeild to my flesh,
only now do I see the bondages,
& how, with the world I would mesh.
So though there are enticements
I still must learn to resist,
I see His provision waiting...
...when I walk in faith, it's obvious,
& like the Manna daily falling,
I wait upon a Rhema Word
to nourish my spirit day by day,
like it never was nourished in the world.
*~*~*
