Sometimes, when i think about the greatness of God and imagine myself standing before Him in His majestic holiness, I feel as small as a mouse. Lol. I don't know if others also experience this, but this is a poem a wrote sometime back about that feeling.
MUSE OF A MOUSE
Coming full circle
From light to darkness
And darkness back to light
The mouse finds herself in pristine white light
From light to darkness
And darkness back to light
The mouse finds herself in pristine white light
Groping for a cover
Scrambling for the shadows
Trying to hide
From the light of the Almighty
But alas, in this place no darkness dwells
God is light in whom there is no darkness
Nor shadow of turning
Scrambling for the shadows
Trying to hide
From the light of the Almighty
But alas, in this place no darkness dwells
God is light in whom there is no darkness
Nor shadow of turning
Realizing that she has nowhere to hide
The mouse coils herself up
Whiskers nervously twitching
Hiding her unworthiness and shame
From the eyes of the Almighty
The mouse coils herself up
Whiskers nervously twitching
Hiding her unworthiness and shame
From the eyes of the Almighty
Was not this the moment she had desired?
Was not this the longing of lifetime?
To stand in the presence of the Almighty
And walk in His pristine white palace?
Was not this the longing of lifetime?
To stand in the presence of the Almighty
And walk in His pristine white palace?
But standing before His Majestic Holiness
All she knew was fear
Of the evil He would find in her heart
All she knew was fear
Of the evil He would find in her heart
Yet where will I go from your Spirit?
And where will I flee from your face?
If I ascend into heaven, you are there.
If I descend into hell, you are near.
And where will I flee from your face?
If I ascend into heaven, you are there.
If I descend into hell, you are near.
To see your face, is to know joy and shame
Yet search me, O God, and know my heart:
Try me, and know my thoughts:
And see if there be any wicked way in me
And lead me in the way everlasting.
I surrender all to you.
Yet search me, O God, and know my heart:
Try me, and know my thoughts:
And see if there be any wicked way in me
And lead me in the way everlasting.
I surrender all to you.
Amesiamina
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