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The well watered plains

8/31/2013

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The well watered plains are just a mirage
a far better land do I see

With eyes of great faith, the dusty desert…
reveals a promise to be

Where He points, is always best
though my eye has trouble to see

It’s not what I am, that interests Him
just what He can see…in me

The dry desert, is His perfect canvas
from which he starts His great work

In digging the well, the beauty is found
the depth’s where the treasures do lurk

Waving fields of amber grain
and silos that over-flow

Come from digging, the depths of our pain
deep trenches…some never know

The labor that pulls the sweat from our brow
is beauty, our God desires

The savor that comes, at such a great cost
is purchased by sacrifice fires

So when I’m troubled, and my mouth is dry
and the sun beats down upon me

The fruit and the shade and the fountains so deep
are what God is seeing in me!

The well watered plain, that looked so inviting
so easy, so calm and so free

Was “actually” a robber, that secretly stole…
the very purpose that God had for me!

Now I lift up my eyes, and see this great desert,
the Lord has asked me to tread

And beg of Him please, for eyes of great faith…
To see it a garden instead!

David Kettler  August 31st 2013

 
Poem Notes:
I wrote this early Saturday morning after having Genesis 13 as
our bible study last Wed.
 

 

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