Saturday, July 14, 2007

Decrescendo: verb, Grow Quieter

I saw what you did for them, my lovely;
Even though you thought none noticed.

And I heard your silence amidst their music;
It was very loud.

Privately, I made you confess your kindness;
Grappling all the while with
Your strong sense of humility.

And I was right; I did see what I thought I saw.
I did hear what I thought I did not hear.

But did you see what it did to me?
Could you see my heart swell with praise?
Perhaps you noticed how I bit on my tongue
So as to hold back my torrent of tears?

At that very moment
Inside of me,
The Holy Spirit of God smiled
And pulled from my spiritual shelf

The Scripture that reminded me...

Look not every man on his own things,
but every man also on the things of others.

Philippians 2:4

How beautiful was the work of your faith
As you lived out the love in that verse.
A benevolent child of the King are you;
And the Lord blesses me as His grace is poured upon
Your yielded soul.

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