I remembered this post yesterday and went looking for it- this blesses me every single time I read it. So I’m putting it up again today.
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I COUNT THE STARS
Abraham; old, white hair all over, can’t even feel an erection
Yet God told him to count the stars, for such will be the extent of his generation
He looks at Sarah, beauty faded, all shrivelled,he looks at her stomach and shudders
Right before he starts to doubt, he steps outside and starts to wonder
Deep in thought, he looks up and right there, were the stars beautiful, innumerable
His seed, his future, his hope, the undoubting belief that God is able
He breaks out in laughter; they cannot understand the joy of a childless old man
Then it happened! The embarrassing, joyful smile of a pregnant old woman
In counting the stars, Abraham gave the unborn son a name
He named him laughter, for in believing God he had faith no doubt could tame
So when it looks like God’s promises will not come to pass
When it looks like I am about to become a farce
I head outside and I count the stars
Then I laugh long and loud because I know I will receive answers
In due time, the seed planted will bring forth fruit
It will be established in my life that my God is a father of truth.
I saw this poem on facebook and I just had to share it. I had to. Continue reading I Count The Stars