The QuestA Poem by Himaya KaJust don’t force yourself, to fake it is a wasteTHE QUEST
It’s hot
yet so windy blowing boisterously Suddenly
the rain cold yet
undrinkable pouring down heavily the shiver
it gives yet
dryness is felt like a
burning blanket You’ll run
away from it no comfort
to offer only humiliating
effect This is
the feeling when someone
pretends to be
caring and loving yet hypocrisy
is driving The longer
it runs the
irritation can’t slow down Taking
your breath away The suffocation
is real How can this
be put to silence this true annoying
wind Can you say
to the rain Go away
and get lost or let it
stay as you run away Is it the
best resort or there’s
something better here Maybe you
just need a break not
totally eradicate Just cool
down and wait then see
if it changes if you see
nothing at all then cut
it down for good The quest for productivity is to pursue
sincerity If you can’t
feel it yet take time
to search for it Just don’t
force yourself to fake it
is a waste It’s the
right source you need nothing about
yourself It’s the
work of the Spirit not your own
righteousness It’s Jesus
who whispers it’s Him
who directs It’s Jesus
who waters it happens
in prayers It’s Him
who nourishes it’s His Holy
Word He uses Apart from
His leading everything
is vain
DAILY IN THE WORD June 24, 2021
John 15:1-8 I am the true
vine, and my Father is the husbandman. 2 Every branch in me that beareth
not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it,
that it may bring forth more fruit. 3 Now ye are clean through the word
which I have spoken unto you. 4 Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot
bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye
abide in me. 5 I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me,
and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do
nothing. 6 If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is
withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are
burned. 7 If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what
ye will, and it shall be done unto you. 8 Herein is my Father glorified,
that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples.
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Added on June 24, 2021 Last Updated on June 24, 2021 AuthorHimaya KaCebu City, Visayas, PhilippinesAbout...WRITING TO EXPRESS NOT TO IMPRESS I am God's creation. I am a child of God. I am redeemed. I am loved. I am secured. I am saved. POETRY IS LIKE A CUP OF COFFEE THAT I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT .. more..Writing
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