Left out, left high and dry
I want to sit down and cry
But where will that get me?
To go forward would be
The best plan of action.
To resist the temptation
to give up, to quit.
Oh, if only the fires
of inspiration were lit!
An encouraging word: the spark
that would light the flame
that would inspire me to remain
in this current ministry
that You have given me.
So many words of discouragement
have left me feeling spiritually lame.
Oh, if only the fires
of inspiration were lit!
Performing this tight-rope walk
upon live electrical wires
has left scars upon my soul.
Oh, if only the fires
of inspiration were lit!
An encouraging word: the spark
that would light the flame
that would inspire me to remain
in this current ministry
that You have given me.
The spark that would return my
attention to the goal
that You have set before me.
Oh, if only the fires
of inspiration were lit!
great poem.... actually a great prayer. for when our flesh is wk. we want so much to do what we know we should be doing. so we turn hoping gods word or a friends encouragement will help us stay on tract. a prayer for us that when we are strugling we can find that ignition to keep doing what we should( NEVER GIVE UP-NEVER SURRENDER MY FRIEND)