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Philippians 1:18-19 New Living Translation (NLT)

18 But that doesn’t matter. Whether their motives are false or genuine, 

the message about Christ is being preached either way, so I rejoice. 

And I will continue to rejoice. 19 For I know that as you pray for me 

and the Spirit of Jesus Christ helps me, this will lead to my deliverance.

 

My neighbor … and self

 

I think about tomorrow … as I dream of yesterday

I will invest time in sorrow … just living on this way

An unending appetite … to get away far from self

An escape into the twilight … a dead-end I know well

 

In search of a substance … to fill a pot long broken

Unable to the hindrance … far past even just choking

Pieces scattered in the dust … what once was called a life

Now seen by self in disgust … even past common strife

 

A mixed-up mess of emptiness … with only one fix to go

To be delivered from loneliness … and jump into unknown

Only one Hand is reaching … to deliver from despair

It is the Hand of Jesus … for He is always there

 

The dying sight can’t see … nor the lost heart understand

That He will always be … to the hopeless a helping Hand

The ruler of the flesh … who blinds all the eyes he can

Always does his best … to keep you from God’s Plan

 

He loves the state of having … subjects out of their minds

So that in their craving … they won’t be able to find

The only path that’s leading … out of that sewery mess

To the Love of God unheeding … hungering to give the best

 

Like a scarlet thread forming … a blood-line to the Cross

Flowing from Genesis’ dawning … to deliver us from loss

Follow it to Life’s fountain … just let Him guide you there

The road clears every mountain … in such Christ’s Heart to share

 

 

Jan Wienen

 

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