Consolations
When my world falls apart
And all’s crashing in
When I’m overwhelmed
By the depth of my sin
When doubts seem to crowd
And fear closes in
I know where to go
To find renewal within
When all of my hope
Lies shattered and broken
And the comforts of friends
Seem no more than a token
I quickly retreat
To the Word He has spoken
And find contained there
The Christ I have hope in
—Vicki Plaster Baird
Posted on February 2, 2015, in Hope, Poems, Reflections and tagged Christian poem, hope, true hope. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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