by Deborah Ann Belka
6/17/2012 / Poetry
I'm moving out,
getting rid of stuff
boxing up the junk
throwing out the fluff.
Looking around,
so much that I see
that requires and wants
so much of me.
The movers are coming,
decisions to make . . .
What should I toss?
What should I take?
I battle with things,
that have no meaning
and yet I can't let go
to them ~ I am clinging.
How much of this stuff,
has shut God out?
These things I worship
and can't live without.
I'm moving on,
the movers are here
when all of a sudden
it became real clear.
I look at all the things,
that I made into my idol
and decided all I needed
was to take ~ my Bible!
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2 Kings 17:12
King James Version
"For they served idols, whereof the Lord had
said unto them, Ye shall not do this thing."
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Deborah Ann Belka
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TO GOD BE THE GLORY!
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