Poetry

a prayer.

February 16, 2016 Beka Ellen 2 Comments


Bless these fingers and these eyes

Bless them that they know new life

Give me strength to hold on tight

I know I need your hand, your might.
Give me hope even through dark

Like a child I wish and ask

As if I know what's right for me

But your design reveals to see,
That with your perfect time and Grace

You care with me in all I face

There is no answer you don't know

No mountain task, no knot of bow
So bless these fingers, bless my eyes

Take me Jesus, be my guide.



On Saturday someone told me that I cannot find who I am in what I do, I should do what it is that I love, because of who I am. My desires are not wrong, they are part of being made in God's image. Blogging, beauty, fashion, design, friendship, teaching, feeling and dreaming is all tied into who I am and I must nurture those things, not put them away in a box, not be ashamed of them.

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2 comments:

  1. This is such a sweet prayer. I love what you said after it too, about your talents and interests being a part of you as a piece of God's creation! A couple years ago someone told me that God really wants us to be happy, and I had never really considered that before, despite the fact that it is obviously true! Loving yourself and doing what you love is all part of that happiness that God is pushing you towards.

    --Corin
    wonderlandpath.blogspot.com

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    1. Funny how even though I published this myself I need to read it myself too.<3

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