Sunday, February 21, 2010

Matthew 6

The birds are always fed
the lilly's are all dressed
we've got our daily bread
by God's hands we are blessed.

He says not to worry
for all works out for our good
and all is for his glory
if we believe as we should.

Yet we complain and grumble
like the Jews in the desert roamed
never content and humble
God provided but still they moaned.

The God who numbers each star
and turned the sea to dry land
he is never very far
and holds us in his hand.

Each day God will provide
for us what is good and best.
The Spirit lives inside
to give us peace and rest.

Do we have the faith we need
to believe, trust and obey
the Lord who for us did bleed
and died to show us the way?

If on the right path we stay
and follow Him where He leads
great blessings we'll have each day
with faith of a mustard seed.

2 comments:

Lisa T said...

Again, very good. though my faith is no where near a mustard seed these days.

Thanks for sharing! and encouraging us with your poems!

Lisa T said...

Just read again, now that I am feeling better... I LOVE this one too!