| | oh, dear! i've taken up a challenge from some poetry buds to write a poem a day in July based on the book of Proverbs. we'll see if i persevere through the month! here's a formal sonnet for day 3, based on a line from Proverbs 3:12 … a father corrects the son in whom he delights.
Discipline
At times along the journey I can feel
the chastening hand of God upon my back –
when I have erred from gentle wisdom’s track;
mistaken stagnant ponds for waters still.
When I would forfeit pastures green for straw
or call a noisy throng my place of peace,
it’s then God’s hand will heavy on me press;
I dread to hear correction in His call.
But, oh my Father! leave me not alone!
Return me to the blessing of Your way;
though painfully, my wayward feet restrain.
In chastening all who are Your true-born ones,
You shape our hearts Your glory to display
and our great good Your rod severe obtains.
Becky Haigler
July 2009
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