Women . . . which ones
are good and which are bad ? ? ?
(a poem)
I once met a damsel with
hair so fine,
Yet something about her
warned FOLLY! FOLLY!! is it to dine
With such a woman as me.
Though her beauty surpasses
all others,
And though her mouth
drips honey so sweet.
Though her embraces are
warm and her kisses tender, her path leads down to
The PIT.
She seems so great, so
fine, so fair;
She seems so lovely, so
charming, so completely wonderful!
But the Lord directs me
away from her embrace.
My soul, my being, my
HEART scream YES, STAY with HER!
God, O guide me away,
guide me in Your way everlasting!
O’ Lord, take my thoughts
and make them obedient to Your ways!
O my King, take these
passions so that this wretch may honor You!
Preserve me, heal me, and
make me new!
So that when the true,
and wise, and righteous, and prudent
Woman comes my way that I
may rejoice and say:
“I have found her! I have
found her!
The prudent wife that
comes from the Lord!
Without looking, without
searching, without seeking . . . . simply waiting, the Lord
Has brought us together
and wrought inside us a true love which is so
NEW, so Clean, so Fresh,
so sweetly fulfilling!”
O, My Lord, thank You for
sparing me from the honey lips of that harlot woman.
Thank You for guiding me
into the way everlasting
And for bestowing upon me
so beautiful a gift,
As the companionship of
this righteous, godly and prudent woman.
The embrace of that wayward wife, that
flirtatious young creature, that
Seemingly perfect viper—O
that was the path to death,
Yet the waiting, the
seeking of my Lord’s will has brought upon me the greatest
blessing besides the rapture of my own soul—her: a
godly woman who loves Jesus!
O Lord, O my God, guide
the flirtatious women, and the foolish men, to wisdom,
To Life, to true love,
and to Forgiveness!
May your direction reign
upon all of the people of the earth ,
May they seek You in
their devastation, in their valley, in their cleft.
O God whom I cling to!
Guide the simple in mind and the poor in spirit and the
Weak of the earth.
May you be their shield!
Their Shepherd!
Their Counselor!
Their wonderful Friend!
. . . . O my Lord, guide
them . . . show them Your perfect plan.
Is your life like this? Do you look
back with pain and guilt? . . . I regret the years that I have followed the
lies of this culture. I might only be sixteen, but that doesn’t mean that I am
too young to have the anointing of the Holy Spirit on my life to lead me away
from the cares of the World, or that I
cannot hear the small, still
voice of my God speaking to me.
Get quiet
and cry out to Him what you need Him to change—transform—in your life.
Have the faith that He
will direct you . . . and Listen
for His voice.
Peace be to you Brothers
and Sisters, . . . May you rejoice always in your salvation and
May your joy in Christ be
a source of strength to you.
