
That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ: -1 Peter 1:7
Here I stand,
Safe in the hand of God,
Kissed by a gentle breeze,
Cooled by the living water,
Of the Spirit.
All around me rages an inferno,
To my right, to my left,
Directly in my path.
The bowels of hell,
Threatening death,
Always testing my faith,
But held away,
By my closest friend, my savior.
Here I stand,
And here I will stay,
Until I hear the voice of God,
Directing my steps,
To reach the lost,
With His precious love.
Written 11-10-2000
Tags: Death, Faith, Fire, God, Lost, Love, Rage, Savior, Trial, Voice