The Child of God

Children belong in the arms of God, Of this there is no doubt.
But the child in the soul In adulthood is left out.

How does one resolve a duel apparent choice? It takes more than looking at children
- look underneath! For simplicity of trust in God's voice.

Interspersed with humility, it is no mean feat.
Anyone can do it - of this I am living proof.

Is it well worth this experience for living?
Answer this - while you are under your roof - Whose arms are YOU in? Have you proved it by giving?

The only conflict is your own doubt - Of that, this also holds true,
That all successes are built on top of failures, But God is with you, with His angels - your crew.

To lead you to greatness, humble though it may be,
He will never forget or forsake you if you persist in this goal,
He has promised with surety, as a deer loves it foal,
That the adult "child" will be, in the arms of God - for eternity.

So you see without your desire of love,
Weeds will flourish, denying passage above.

What the seed produces, not what it is
Seeds have already been planted, from the poem of this…

(For the critic - both serious and gentle - of my poetic rhythmic melody that sounds as though I babble without class...so be it.

As I write on my personal introductory business cards...

HOW I write is for ME.

WHAT I write is for YOU.)

Peace be with you.