When I Am Weak …

When I Am Weak
Surrounded by the world’s frivolity
I quietly feed upon His sweet nectar
Lost in the background; but there for sharing
My heart’s ready and shining like a distant star

They may think that everything’s rosy
They may think that everything’s grand
But where’s the supply of all things needed
If not hidden in the Saviour’s outstretched hand

Oh! Only out of the grasp of the world’s lure
Will I be eternally protected and fed
When I am weak and they think I’m forgotten
That’s when I’ll show them the way I am led

Β© 2014 Liana Wendy Howarth

See the little insect peaceful and not questioning … just accepting and believing its food is there, protected from outside buffeting. Resting in the knowledge that it is provided, free … free for the taking.

12 thoughts on “When I Am Weak …”

Thank you for your comment. Please be blessed as you read through Poetry Cottage.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s