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A Bottle in Smoke
by Carol Levergood Because I fail to feel your comfort I stiffen with pride And like a bottle, a wineskin of old I become Broken, Cracked, Look useless to most that lend a gaze. When will you comfort me? Dried consumed by smoke of the raging fire about me. So debilitated I feel, Weakened, drained, Encumbered within, Hindered now for your work. I am useless I sense Lest You be my rescue. Then my salvation is sure. Bring life to an inadequate vessel as this. Your hands have made me, You will Fashion me to a vessel of Honor. Revive me according to your loving kindness. Upon which You have caused me to hope. Your song hath quickened me For Your Word hath given me life And fit for the Masters use. For I am become like a bottle (wineskin) in the smoke, yet do I not forget thy statutes. Psalm 119:83 Copyright by Carol Levergood 11-04-15 Carol Levergood. Speaker, Author, Writer, of hundreds of devotionals, Missionary for 21 years--Brazil, Husband and I are on staff of Cherry Street Baptist Church Springfield, Missouri 65803. Short devotionals is what I enjoy most using life as an object lesson Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |