Yet [*/+/^] : Zealously Praying, Too, *In Whatsoever State I Am*

. . . for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am,

therewith to be content.

---Philippians 4:11


Thank you, Lord, for the profound blessing of Your Grace

that enfold me in its gentle and spiritual embrace

that I might be content to appreciate this place;

to know that even the most minute of my circumstances

serve your purpose and not merely Random Chance's.

These afflictions and aggravations are not shackles or bars

to keep me immobolized, impounded and confined:

rather they are the launchpad from which I will soar to the stars,

right through the Cosmos that You, Who are Love, designed.


by a Christian Saved and Baptized, January 9th and 16th, 1994;

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Starward

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S74RW4RD

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The poem also alludes to Romans 8:28, 1 John 4:8, and Colossians 1:16.


In the alphabetized list of my poems on this site, this poem is intended to be the final one.  I thank you for reading, for commenting, and for the privilege of being on this site with you; most sincerely, I thank you.

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