Prayer

Colossians 4:12                      New English Translation

12 Epaphras, who is one of you and a slave of Christ, greets you. He is always struggling in prayer on your behalf, so that you may stand mature and fully assured in all the will of God.

 

A sigh too deep for words. The hope to pray with the Holy Spirit

Quietly in ecstasy, expressing myself entirely to The Father

Day and night constantly reaching towards Love in merit

So the attention of self through concentration does not bother

 

Burdens felt in prayer can only be released through that

Word by word and thought by thought, one expands into Life

Death with all its ornaments fade away towards the past

As you find yourself again in a relationship without any strife

 

Through prayer, we will find out precisely what our burden is

A call to war and towards war we'll go or a possible call to preach?

The gospel then we preach, if that is the case, is as easy as this

A call to pray or a call to give and share as this is the way to teach

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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