MY SEASONS.

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The Parable of Jesus' Work in my life!

Submitted: February 26, 2008

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MY SEASONS.

They started in my wintertime, dark... lonely... and full of despair.
My 'self' had died sacrificed on the altar of fear!
The fuel of the fire was other people's agendas...
Twisting me... manipulating me... abusing me... emotionally... pschycologically... physically...
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide, trapped, like an animal in my head.
No one SEEMED to care, no one SEEMED to see what was happening to 'me'!

Springtime came when You Lifted my head, wiped my tears away.
Your Love fell Gently onto my mind and spirit, Giving me Hope!
'Me' began to rise from the ashes... no longer so easily manipulated...
You Taught me Agape Love - no hidden agendas!
You Bathed my heart, soul, spirit, emotions, mind and body,
With The Oil of Your Gladness, Healing Joy and Peace!

Summertime helps me to grow under Your Tender Gaze.
Shoots from springtime grow into plants; some are Graced by Your Beauty and Love.
Some are weeds that need The Sword of Your Spirit... cutting off ugly growth that could choke Your Work in me!
Harvest-time is exciting... stimulating... as You - Jesus - Graciously Work inspite of my inadequacies!
Mistakes become Triumphs in Your Skilful Hand, Your Love Reaches out through me...
To anyone experiencing winter-time in their lives...


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