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My Grace is Sufficient


I know you have your druthers,
Your yearnings and your aches
But I will tell you once again
God doesnít make mistakes.

You wonder as you view your life
Just how it got this way.
Why did this pain become so hard,
Why wonít it go away?

Your dreams and hopes now shattered,
All pieces at your feet.
Your heart is raw and bleeding,
Your spirit feels defeat.

You donít feel that you can go on,
You scream, ďOh God, why me?Ē
You feel youíre being punished,
A future you canít see.

Yet through it all Godís Word is true,
His promises the same.
Heís working now to change your life,
With godliness his aim.

With testings and with trials
Heís working on your heart.
For with a broken spirit
He finally can start.

For resting in his tender arms
Brings peace within our soul,
Trusting His eternal plan will
Someday make us whole.

He gives us grace by moments,
Sufficient it will be.
Even when the way is rough
He has a plan, you see.

Our trials are not punitive,
For our God is not cruel.
His plan is turning clods of mud
Into a precious jewel.

A life that shines in beauty
Of peace and faith and love
As we trust in the Lord our God
And look to heaven above.

This life is short as so is pain,
Itís hard to grasp, you see
Itís very short when we compare
It to eternity.

So open up your heart to God
And let Him work in you.
Then He will fill you up with fruit
Before your life is through.

Then when you reach your heavenly home
Your song will them be thus:
 ďIt will be worth it all
When we see Jesus.Ē

 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.         Galatians 5:22, 23
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