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Bats


Isaiah 40:31 

31 But those who wait for the Lord’s help find renewed strength;
they rise up as if they had eagles’ wings,
they run without growing weary,
they walk without getting tired.

 

 

Bats

 

We want to fly like birds ... and view all creation,

But what if we are bats ... and shadows are our light?

Would we want to be the first … admired in this nation

As light hits our path ... upside down we’ll be out of sight?

 

Some things are natural … part of our behavior.

Without these aspects ... we would not be human.

We added the artificial … ignoring our Savior

Who provides every asset ... for us to overcome it?

 

Where will be excuses ... when standing in judgment?

Who will then believe … our sputtering defense?

Shown then our abuses … of a life selfish spent

Too late then to retrieve … or put up a pretense

 

Jan Wienen

 

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>well written!&nbsp;</p>

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