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Jesus’ at the Door 

our difficult circumstances 

weigh us down 

but His Spirit lifts us up

our work wears us out

but His rest restores our strength 

a gale throws a curved ball at us

our course yaws despite ourselves 

our soul travails at its mercy 

yet when we clasp our hands in prayer unto Him

His swift response we see

like a father to his prodigal’s return 

there our bearings redefined 

in His arms, His love poured out 

salving our wounds within

then raring to go are we

in gratitude we set out 

in sprightliness again are we

© Derrick Lim 

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