What I feed my mind
Goes to the soul
Reaches the mouth
My tongue
Better be ready
To sing praise
Not spew rage
Learning to feed my soul carefully and purposefully. I don’t want to be angry of jealous. I want to trust that as I wait, the JOY of the Lord is mine. I hope my work done in this space is pleasing to Your service. Love yourself and one another.
Praise is far better than rage.
ReplyDeleteHave a blessed day and week, Regine. ♥
Muy bonitas letras.
ReplyDeleteBesos.
Praise wins every time!
ReplyDeletePraise Him.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Regine!
ReplyDeleteHave a blessed October week, Regine.
ReplyDelete~Sheri
Have a great day, Regine! :D
ReplyDeleteThe work we put into ourselves always pays off. Have a splendid week dear Regine!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem- have a lovely day
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteAmen! Amen!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, R!
ReplyDeleteHugs and blessings
Wonderful words Regine - so true - what we 'absorb' with our eyes/ears will affect us and our souls.
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Maxine
I am in waiting mode too. I just read an amazing book called The Heart of Waiting by Sue Monk Kidd. It's so good for where we are right now. XO
ReplyDeleteNicely worded!
ReplyDeleteThanks, I ditto what Maxine says. And the others as well. A calm and friendly place to visit to start my day. I'm smiling.
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