MY HEART YEARNS

My heart yearns for Salvation's Promise
An experience yet to be realized:
The absence of struggle, pain and contention,
A Life, absent the confines sin provides,
Holding to Hope, like water through a sieve,
Success in "the futile"; an Experience only WATERS Creator can give,

We see only in part, for We are HIS art;
not hung on wall, as targets for "darts",
The bull eye's we wear, nobody sees, but
the enemy who try's to keep us off our knee's.
Sublime insights, we grasp through prayer, the universe's creator; WE, HIS main focus and care.

How oft HIS thoughts turn, towards US, does HE yearn,
promises many, broken(?), not one, engraved in HIS PALM, each, everyone;
Study, obey, apply, seeking wisdom, reigning wisdom creates
Delight's in tomorrow, earned from a disciplined today;
Holy Spirit's dear guidance, our tickets away;
External turmoil, internal strife, emotional baggage a "normal" life,
Solution Provided, pliable ME, As the Creator's tears, mixed with dust
HE is our ROCK, He is Our MUST.

Undesired demeanor's, Candles under a bushel,
Water level rising, hold or release?, The truest test of courage
Trust and belief, let go of your bushel, before water touches wick,
Times running out make your decisions quick, a Water & Blood Flood washing
un-needed cares far away, bathed in supernatural petrol, forever burns your flame
You can the Unquenchable fire be, just call on HIS NAME!

Written by,

Scott SCRIBE Pratt

The WordSmith

Team Leader MESSAGEMASTERS