He Came To Me
by
Barbara Philbrook
He came to me in
the middle of the night,
saying if I want to help I must do it right.
I must
constantly seek His advice,
and if I doubt the answer go back twice.
I must not go
off making decisions on my own,
I must wait till His perfect will is known.
I must always
remember that He knows best,
and will do whatever is needed so I pass each test.
It is His work
in which I'm being allowed to share,
and it will always work out I need never fear.
The temptation
to take over will certainly arise,
why there may even be temptations that come as a
surprise.
Constant
communication between the Potter and the Clay,
everything will work out perfectly that way.
He came to
reveal there's much to do,
and if we'll but obey we can help
too.
 
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