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Poem

My Soul’s Well
By Judy (Judith Grace Hastings)

My hands felt parched and dry

And I reached for lotion to apply.


As I watched the lotion soaking in,

I felt the moisture returning once again.


Just then a wonderful thought occurred to me,

That’s how the healing of God’s love is supposed to be.


God’s love can enter me when I am dry.

When I am drained by life and can only cry.

 

Like the lotion, God’s love can seep swiftly in

Covering all sorrow, despair, pain, and sin.


Just like my dry skin eagerly drew in the lotion’s balm,

So my dry parched soul can drink in God’s calm.


The lotion works, but one bottle won’t be enough,

I have to keep buying it so my skin won’t be rough.


But as many times as my soul seeks relief from above,

I will never exhaust the abundance of the Father’s love.


My soul never needs to seek relief from a limited supply.

All I need do is kneel at the well that never runs dry.


Judith Grace Hastings

© Oct 11, 2003

 

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