A GIDEON MOMENT
Perhaps she meant what she said,
And was Holy Spirit led…
“You’re the strongest I’ve known”,
Not a feature I’d own
But rather, not let it go to my head.
Church was a time for crying,
The man whose self was dying…
Couldn’t sing very long,
Tremor in his song
And the Spirit new hope was supplying!
I had been to my bottom and back,
Or at least was on the right track…
Dependent on God
Is hardly odd,
When He’s the only one with the knack.
Perhaps God was saying through her,
Pronouncing a new “Ben Hur”…
When an Angel bid*
Him, as a mighty warrior!
Surely I needed exhorting,
For my strength was feeble and halting…
I came there to see
What the Lord would do with me,
I needed encouragement salting.
It was reaffirmed that hour
That although I’m different I flower…
By far the best
At the Lord’s behest
Being part of our church–in Godly power!
*Judges 6: 11-14