HEAVENLY LEVER: MAN’S RACE

Desperately waiting to be where you are…
Frantically pacing to the finish line…
Dramatically driving my odds up…

Just to behold your glory…
Like some rubbish filled lorry…
Waiting to be emptied at Calvary…

How am I even qualified?
The very thought leaves me terrified…
That you would yet have me glorified…

Picked from the depths of nothingness…
All due to your loving kindness…
I’ve been transformed into awesomeness…

No bouts of nostalgia…
No signs of paranoia…
For front is sweeter than back…

Forward ever…
Backward never…
Heavenly lever.

Stay True!
Miracle Roch

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1 Comment

  1. A beautifully written poem. i’m with you on this. Constantly seeking to remain at Gods feet believing that i will get to the end looking unto Jesus not men that fail but Jesus who is our perfect finisher. oh! i will get there for i have been afraid but now i know that He will be my strength and uphold me with His right hand of Righteousness.

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