Moments of glory are not the norm
Flashes of lightning on a stormy morn
The normal is the steady step each ordinary day
As we walk toward heaven, God leading our way.
Danger, excitement, with visible war
Would keep us at the ready ; hearing lions roar
But the soldier that reaches the finishing line
Is the one that steps onward, time after time.
Just simple duties, putting God first,
Starting each day with praise, and love’s burst
I try to imagine what life would be
If God and my Saviour were nothing to me.
Wyn Barratt May 2012.
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