a beautiful mess

to overtake impatiens

in patience,

.

with all the light the sun has to offer

and with all the rain the cloud has to bring

.

that we may become an offering

of patience

.

from death we grow underfoot of soil

so bring your march with all your plight!

and bring your chaos and floods of hate!

and bring your reign you crowds of might!

but only watch and simply wait.

from death you will rise, the hope of our toil!

.

with all the light the sun had to offer

and with all the rain the cloud had to bring

.

so you might be loved, and often sing

of patience

(c) 2010 Justin P Heap

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Then said he, Unto what is the kingdom of God like? and whereunto shall I resemble it?
It is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and cast into his garden…

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