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Poems By Connie Bartlett

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HOLY GROUND

Have you ever felt like you are stepping upon HOLY GROUND

seeing a bush afire, whereby nothing can put it out ?

Do you have a deficiency in elegant speech

yet are given an appointed assignment ....an out-reach,

one of which seems impossible for thee ?

Have you been in the desert ,or a wilderness for a long time

has the season of weeping been one of eyes never dry

or of feeling that thou has been left behind ?

Have you been rejected......more than accepted

have you ever been accused falsely

has thy life been one of endless sicknesses

yet.....refused to let all of that hinder thy faith in JESUS ?

One day...finally cry out for TRUTH......in agony

looking up,crying out....."O' GOD......SHOW ME !"

HE DOES......but not as thou expected

the furnace awaits......the remolding, the testing of thy trust

the doors opened...then shut

HE WILL Strip Away.....all that one use to depend on

guess by now....think this story is just too long

but, it is only a glimpse of one typing this poem

Have learned....if by GRACE, HE can use me

then it will be for HIS GLORY !

If there is a calling upon your life.....'n the SPIRIT reveals it

you can run for the hills.....or submit !

Poems By Connie Bartlett

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