And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the
revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of
Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure. 2 Corinthians
12:7.
The rose in all its beauty
Shares its glory in wonder fair.
Lures us to its presence
As its fragrance fills the air.
But the rose has a secret
Of which some are unaware.
It has thorns among its branches
Admonishing all to beware.
For while some are beholding,
Taking a specimen to share,
Soon find a familiar sting
As the thorn finds its mark there.
So our good Lord in wisdom
Knows exactly what we need,
And sends us a thorn in the flesh
As upon His grace we feed.
The thorn is very painful
But the Lord in mercy knows
Our load and our load limit
As His love He sweetly bestows.
The thorn is the Lord’s message
Lest we be exalted above measure;
It is sent by Him to refine us
As it seems right in His good pleasure.
So trust Him, my friend,
Let the thorn its work do.
The Lord knows what He’s doing
And will take good care of you.
Gene Griffin
2/26/05
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