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By Mary Hackett
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I did the things I should.
I thought that things should stay
The way I called them good.
But God has other plans
They're hard to comprehend--
My own ideas sans
For His count in the end.
And at this point I felt
The tears that stung and burnt
My life again to melt
In light of lessons learnt.
Is this the only way?
Must knowledge come with pain?
On altar bitters lay
To grow, to live, to gain?
Must life just spring from death?
Is there no sweet recourse--
Is only sorrow's breath
The way to living force?
My back is sore and bent
My soul has shriveled dry,
My reason from me sent
My heart can only cry
"Oh God must I be slain?
Why cause me such a loss?
Oh please! Your Hand refrain
And put away this cross."
He presses me to dust
Refines me in His fire
His answer, "Child, you must,
To win your heart's desire.
You will not always die
Your heart will grow once more
The ways to glory lie
Through suffering's open door.
Remember that your path
Is one that I have trod.
And in the aftermath
You'll see your mighty God."
So through the pain I press
My broken heart I give
My own self grow the less
That I the more may live.
And somehow there's a goal
That God will not now tell,
This stretching of my soul
--In spite of all--is well.
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"He presses me to dust
Refines me in His fire
His answer, "Child, you must,
To win your heart's desire."
This rings so true in my heart. Thank you.