Wednesday, January 18, 2017

#20

You showed me more
than I knew existed.
You showed me less
so I wouldn’t get twisted.
I wanted heaven, but chose hell.
It soured my vision until I could tell
no longer the Truth from everyday fact.
And I value the day and the hour You knew
that I would lay aside all but You.
And it took a simple and deliberate act
for me to see heaven—not in place or pleasure—

but rather in being simply, surely, Your treasure.

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