If I Don't Reach For It Now...When?
By Mark Edgemon

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If I Don't Reach For It Now...When?
By Mark Edgemon

A calling without purpose, is merely a job.
Searching for meaning is demeaning;
Catastrophic waste of time, piddling; diddling;
Waiting for the end; patiently waiting for loss;
For ruin; anticipating trouble and marking time;
Digging a hole and filling it in again...and again.
It takes courage to fear, yet the brave move on anyway,
One shaky, unsure step at a time...but they move!
If all you can be is weak and hopeless, then
Be weak and hopeless, but go on hoping just the same.
 
Strength comes with believing and the understanding you are mortal.
Yeah, you really are, so except that reality.
Rely on spiritual strength for the power you need.
You can access it by obeying the Truth you know.
Never give up, never quit trying, diligent.
Fill the dead of silence with prayers for assistance.
Be poor in spirit, always asking; seeking; pounding;
Access power greater than you have been given in your finite existence.
To spiritually walk about, being one with the Truth you accept,
Is the overcomers way to victory and the mastery of life!
 
The End

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