Jesus in the World
Photography by Norma Beaird
Poem by Curtis Beaird
He meets us in the silence of our soul,
The rancor of the world invades our spirit.
He speaks to us in a quiet voice of calling,
The seductive voice of the world spoils and destroys.
His mercy endures forever,
The will of the world is relentless and demanding.
His peace passes understanding,
The world thrives on chaos and fear.
He is an ever present help in time of trouble,
The world manipulates division and strife.
He always creates and cares,
The world drains and exhausts.
He renews our spirit,
The world attacks with a smile.
He waits patiently for an invitation,
The world abandons with delight.
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear My voice,
and open the door, I will come in to him,
and will sup with him, and he with Me.
And the world falls silent.
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