Having received a copy of a poem from a friend, this was the response given to me of the Lord.
Our pains are now the gates
Through which our character will be
Conformed to Christ our sacrifice
And greater joy see.
Beyond the cross we're called to bare
In this life for His glory
As He by means of faithful men
Gives grace to tell His story.
Though blind in part we yet remain
Our vision yet so small,
Til love has taken all away
We bow in humble awe.
And stand then in His perfect presence
His face we're made to see
And thank Him for faith, hope, and love
By which He made us free.
Michael E. Wood
02-25-2010
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