I think I wrote this poem around the same time last year, when I was going through very difficult times. I thought I’d post it as I haven’t had time to work on anything new lately. I hope that it may encourage someone who is in the midst of trials to perservere in their faith, and to remember that God has a good purpose for all that comes our way.
Where does my contentment lie?
In what do I most gather peace?
In need of nothing, satisfied
From endless craving to find release.