Wandering

Acts 2:43         New English Translation

43 Reverential awe came over everyone, and many wonders and miraculous signs came about by the apostles.

 

Wandering

 

Continual reverential fear is what our spirit needs

Can my spirit be rebellious in the presence of the Holy?

Is it another part of me that disobeys and fears?

As iniquity is swallowed up and in the mire so likes rolling

 

Is my spirit in continual sorrow and feels helpless and blue?

Is it not the flesh that fails me always towards the multitude?

When redeemed is that not forever, is not my spirit then renewed?

Filled with the Life of God, my Savior, molded there in gratitude

 

His Power can remove the demons and His Strength to change my mind

He can raise the best, that is in me, so all shortcoming can be nullified

The best I am is so filthy and my righteousness like dirty filthy rags

All this can’t touch my redeemed spirit for my future is in Eternal rest

 

Is here spiritual awareness that has me move close to the contrite?

To release me then into poverty that God so loves in this old mite

Is not my dependence not most important to lean on God in all I do?

It makes me tremble in His Presence, as I wander off, when on the move

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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