When all is not lost

When all is lost, 
When surrender is the only choice
A man may choose to search, or not, for the truth of god within him
But what is a man to do 
When it is God that comes searching, holding the truth of him
Not held with blame but as something he must learn 
That for to forgive himself, is something he must earn

When all is not lost
When surrender is the last of your choices 
Search for me then
Surrender into my loving arms then
So I may show you
Your courage
Your love
And the beauty I see within you

Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

this is a superb poem Troy. The honesty of faith rings in each word, the simple acceptance of a faith.

[Troy Dean]

Thank you Ken for the kind words. I think thats a lovely thing to take from it.

[Red Brick Keshner]

And when we awake, He is there! It is good to know and repeat to ourselves the truth that all is not lost. Thanks Troy for this timely reminder.

[Troy Dean]

absolutely Frederick! thanks for reading

[Brianna Brie]

There is no where we can go to get away from God not the heavens, not the seas nor any place in between. Yes, surrender yields sweet rewards. Enjoyed the message.

[Troy Dean]

Very true Brianna, I had to find this out for myself. For me surrender became about accepting what life had in store for me being far "more" than what I could ever have had in store for myself. If life is a river, better be the water than the paddle. Wishing you sweet rewards and thank you so much for reviewing 🙏🏻