This week we launch our twelfth devotional poem. The next five weeks of blog posts will draw from themes in this poem.
This, that, these!
I need them all,
I need them please!
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When these jewels are finally mine,
This life, oh yes, will be divine!
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My needs and wants . . . infinite in number.
Ever expanding is Appetite’s hunger;
It never lets up, nor does it slumber.
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So on I am driven with this hope in my heart,
When “enough” is obtained, satisfaction will follow.
But why this faint haunting my life is too hollow?
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This was the hope I had been told;
This was the promise I had been sold.
Though in time I’d soon find
Far greater treasures yet to be mined.
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One day, in the midst of this race,
Truth, precious truth, arrested my pace.
There I fell upon the ground,
Shocked how long such lies kept me bound.
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With tears in my eyes
I cried to the sky,
“Vanity, vanity,
Such hopeless humanity!”
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My world became silent,
All was still . . .
All was quiet.
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Then it happened, He took me by surprise.
Somehow it appeared, God’s mercy unveiled.
The lovely warm blanket of His presence descended,
Transforming my soul, reshaping my mind!
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How is it possible?
How can this be?
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Contentment now rests where strife used to stand,
Anxiety recedes as peace rushes in,
Faith now emerges where fear used to rule.
And despair makes way for joy overflowing!
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Empty promises lose their shine
When peace and joy are already mine.
So deep in my heart erupts this refrain;
Such amazing grace, I cannot contain.
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He is all I need,
He is ever my need!
My need is in Him,
In Him I have all.
For seven long years the locusts have eaten,
For seven long years the heavens were shut.
But now in His presence,
There is nothing I lack!
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Yet, these “needs” still continue
As a prod in my side,
Helping me learn to yield, be still, and abide.
Here faith is discovered
As new eyes are uncovered.
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Fear’s facade now flickers, fades, and soon flies away.
No more is seen Need’s phantom
Illusion of famished farmland.
Instead is revealed His bountiful fields –
His Awesome Provision . . . His Almighty Hand.
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I must simply remember and never forget,
In His presence I have all that I need,
Yes, more than enough.
There is nothing I lack.
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Oh, He is all that I need,
He is ever my need!
My need is in Him,
In Him I have all.
For seven long years the locusts have eaten,
For seven long years the heavens were shut.
But now in His presence,
Praise God,
There is nothing I lack!
For in Christ all the fullness of the Deity lives in bodily form, and you have been given fullness in Christ, who is the head over every power and authority.
COLOSSIANS 2:9-10
This poem has been adapted from the poem by the same name in, David Trementozzi, Light for the Dark Night: Embracing a Heart of Holy Desperation (Maitland, Fl.: Xulon, 2005).
