This poem came to me as I was reading
Proverbs 2:1 which talks about storing up wisdom.
I started thinking about storage containers.
I asked myself how was my
storage container of wisdom coming?
If my soul were on display
I wonder what my friends would say?
Oh my, I thought she had more within,
But her inner holiness is oh so thin.
The outward form of her is warmly bold,
But, the inward part is skinny and cold.
She looks well put together on Sunday morn,
But inside she is raggedy and torn.
She speaks of love and heaven oh so well.
But her soul is filled with thoughts from hell.
Dear God my soul is on display
God, You see my thoughts both night and day
Please change me Lord my soul renew
So that my interior is aligned with You.
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