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4d
I one time saw in vision, the setup of a game,
a chess board that spread out before me, more than I could see. 
The chess pieces were many, yes more than I could name,
and when I looked above me, what I saw was startling. 
 
For I beheld that this vast game used more than just one board
yes, there were many levels, each one equal in its size. 
It left me musing at it all, so I turned to the Lord
and asked him to interpret all that lay before my eyes. 
 
He frankly spoke, “My son this represents the game of life.”
I instantly replied, “Oh Lord, this game is too complex!”
He then said, “Yes, indeed it is. I know it causes strife.”
“It’s meant to be a game that’s only won by those who let
 
me guide them in what moves they make.” “I’m looking for the few.”
“I’m looking for the humble who are wise enough to see
that it’s impossible for them to know what they should do,
and rather make their moves by faith while listening to me.”
 
And then the vision ended, I was left to contemplate -
about the way I’d lived my life, relying on myself.
Had to admit, thus far my life results were not that great
and so, I made resolve to put my own will on the shelf.
 
The years have passed on since the day I made that fateful choice,
and life has been much more a joy, in fact it’s like a game
where really all I worry about is listening to his voice,
and seeing how the moves he makes will ultimately play.
Written by
Jeff Bresee
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