For today’s prompt,Day 19, write an abundant poem.
There are so many instances of abundance in the world:
Abundant sunshine; abundant happiness; abundant evil; and in November, abundant poetry!
We who wear both want and wonder
Walk where Love never forsakes
From His Heaven mercy thunders
Through time’s blunder-chiseled wakes
We who trip and slip and stumble
Are not left to our own means
Mercy, mentor to the humble
Pours in hope-restoring streams
We who make a mess of blessing
When regret opens our eyes
Find abundant mercy waiting
To forgive repentant cries
We who need so much assurance
In this trouble-rubble race
Lean on mercy’s kind endurance
From a faithful Father’s grace
We who weep and mourn find courage
Mercy meets us where we are
Frees the heart and mind from bondage
On the black night pins a star
© Janet Martin
It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.
But because of His great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ, even when we were dead in our trespasses. It is by grace you have been saved!…