My own may dwindle
to a whisper
as a flame in a candle
goes out
only to become
smoke
.....
....
..
But a connection
to The Voice
gives me life
Words of Life
flowing to me
........through me........
Words
which can only come from
The Way
The Truth
The Life
This Voice
gives me
Words of Hope
His Voice
His Words
become
His Life
in me
....
His Voice
....flows through me....
Not of myself
His Voice
becomes mine
incrementally
slowly
I am transformed
nothing
is by my power
or might
only by His Spirit
in me
......
by His Spirit
day by day
.....I am transformed.....
CJ 2016
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC
My own may dwindle
to a whisper
as a flame in a candle
goes out
only to become
smoke
.....
....
..
But a connection
to The Voice
gives me life
Words of Life
flowing to me
........through me........
Words
which can only come from
The Way
The Truth
The Life
This Voice
gives me
Words of Hope
His Voice
His Words
become
His Life
in me
....
His Voice
....flows through me....
Not of myself
His Voice
becomes mine
incrementally
slowly
I am transformed
nothing
is by my power
or might
only by His Spirit
in me
......
by His Spirit
day by day
.....I am transformed.....
CJ 2016
