Did you really want to see
who we would be on the other side?
If Joe could be broken
Does that mean Christ might lead you to brokeness also?
What is it He might require of you?
You long for the joy
but does there have to be tears?
Can we remove suffering from the message of Christianity?
Have we tried?
Does a broken life cry too loudly of the pain?
Are we rejecting the rain?
So the ground grows hard
Dry and cracked
Yet the God of miracles has Issac plant there
and riches abound
A hundred fold.
Again and again the farmer walks over the row
determined that the plow will bite into the ground
A farmer' heart cries -"Give me a year."
If there are no figs then, cut it down
What a long time a year can seem
When one believes in dreams rather than hopes for
what is not seen
I can produce nothing
But God never fails
I will not believe the cross was easy
Dying never is
Yet the Truth remains
It is finished.
The Price was paid
Abundant Life is yours
A seed never grows unless it dies.
Broken the shoot springs forth
The rains come.
Jesus reigns.
Jeremiah 32:17 Ah great God, You have made the heavens and the earth by your great power and outstretched arm. Nothing is too hard for You.
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