If you were trying to empty a jar Of air, the pastor said, the quickest way Is to fill it with water. A guitar In the hands of a brave woman can stay The old accuser’s lies that fill my head When she pours out her heart in a song. If you want to keep the weeds from the bed, Fill it with seeds till the flowers are strong. “Repent!” Our Lord said; I’ve heard it before: A turning away from the sins we hide. And I always tried harder to ignore The tempter’s dark voice--believe me, I tried. Teach me, Lord, not just to repent from sin, But to repent to you again, again.
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I’m loving these Lenten Sonnets, AP. Such reminders awaken my heart a little each day. I trust they do the same for you.
Oh yes. So good. Filling with the good and best in order to empty out the bad and false.