GOD

I THIRST.

Pam Ainslie

Dehydration of innermost
being; parched aridness a
continual desert of self-inflicted wounds.
Suicide of mind, body
and soul. Repetitive
obstacles, hindrances
to contend with.
Self persecution at
times a mirage,
for actions and words
so readily dispensed;
tools of anger, destruction
so distastefully served.
Pitiful procrastinator
arise and be fed and
willingly believe
my Lord, my God
is my only reprieve.
For through Thy
mercy and grace,
Dear Lord I
thirst no more.
My Lord, my God
forevermore.
Amen.
= At times self-inflicted sorrows and pain, the root of doubts and denials so feverishly consume our lives. Discouraged, faith a watered down mixture of disbelief and resentment. Endless wandering, severance from our Lord Above=
©️PSA 2/10/19.

Published by Pam Ainslie

Stay at home Mom of three children. I write poetry, prayers and sermons about God and life experiences. I have an ebook published on 25 August 2017, on Smashwords and Amazon.

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