I see another wrinkle
Around my eye
One more smile line?
The clocks ticking faster as the calendar counts
More gray hairs I find


Jogging's a drag
But my clothes don't fit
Even when I lose pound by pound
My crazy body's rearranged
What used to be up slipped down


New aches here and there
Which I never had
Before
I could go on and on
But somehow I know there's more


Lord, You're not bound
By place, dimension
Or time
It surely isn't my earthly body
You're working to make Thine


'Cuz You've promised
In Your Word
Written in many a place
You'll give us glorified bodies
When we meet you face to face


You allow
The falling apart
that's taking a toll on me
To polish up my rough cut soul
And draw me closer to Thee


A complete creation, I wasn't at birth
Nor even at 62
Perhaps not until
Death comes around
To set your servant free


Thanks for helping me
Refocus in You
By knocking at my vanity
By destroying some of my self concern
You helped me look at Thee


"Thy hands fashioned and made me,
Now thou dost ....destroy me."
Thy servant Job wrote down.
All those many years ago,
I believe the key he found.


Sand me, buff me,
Destroy me
To create
A faithful, loving servant
You'll greet at heaven's gate!

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About Self

Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news

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