Better Than My Best
I prayed for strength, and then I lost awhile
All sense of nearness, human and divine;
The love I leaned on failed and pierced my heart,
The hands I clung to loosed themselves from mine;
But while I swayed, weak, trembling, and alone,
The everlasting arms upheld my own.
I prayed for light; the sun went down in clouds,
The moon was darkened by a misty doubt,
The stars of heaven were dimmed by earthly fears, And all my little candle flames burned out;
But while I sat in shadow, wrapped in night,
The face of Christ made all the darkness bright.
I prayed for peace, and dreamed of restful ease,
A slumber free from pain, a hushed repose;
Above my head the skies were black with storm,
And fiercer grew the onslaught of my foes;
But while the battle raged, and wild winds blew,
I heard His voice and perfect peace I knew.
I thank You, Lord, You were too wise to heed
My feeble prayers, and answer as I sought,
Since these rich gifts Your bounty has bestowed
Have brought me more than all I asked or thought;
Giver of good, so answer each request
With Your own giving, better than my best.
—Annie Johnson Flint
1 comment:
Hello from The Netherlands dear ones,
I read this poem and think immediately of Ravi Zacharias, and my eyes fill with tears, strange isn't it, I never did meet this amazing humble man, but how I grew to appreciate and love him, and like a swift raging storm, the Lord said, that's enough Ravi, come HOME! And I still spin from the swiftness that it happened, never did I imagine he would indeed go home ''so soon'' my heart cries for his dear wife Margie,and I truly miss him... but through it all, we know and believe it's His wisdom above all that is best, our times are in His hands, just like that wonderful book you so graciously sent me in June of 2017, I've treasured that book, bought one for my daughter, who will turn 49 come december,( where has time gone??) I still see her in my minds eye as a young teen. Anyway, Annie Johnson Flint, how often Ravi quoted her poem of suffering, amazing testimony she left behind. I pray for you both David and Carolyn, that these autumn days of your lives will be blessed with HIS peace, because if we have that, we have all we need.
much love from this Dutch lady who so loves to read your blogs .x
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