Dear LPG, 

We all have those really positive times when nothing seems to be going wrong, but we also all have those times when nothing seems to be going right.  I think that experience teaches us the one state of mind can be exchanged for the other within a moment.  

My poem today is dedicated to all those who find themselves in need of a way back to positivity with my sincere wish for that moment when you can see the hope on the horizon…

Sweet Words of Comfort and Hope

Speak to me: words that are sweet to my taste. 
speak to me words of ‘Comfort and Hope’. 
the good and precious word of consolation 
that will enhance and uplift my spirit.

Not words of falsehood, but of truth. 
not of bitterness, but of love and meekness. 
sweet and calm; pure and wholesome.

Speak to me; speak, so that the power of your words will revive me, 
and will cause me to respond to the sweetness that is uttered. 
I need to escape this spiritual drought 
that is causing me to be hungry, thirsty, anxious, and hopeless!

Your input, your words of power spoken from your spirit to mine 
will touch my soul, heal, and revive me.  
I am in desperate need of your help. 
and how can anyone seek to offer comfort and hope 
to one who is as wounded in mind and spirit as I am right now, 
with such vain, cold, and empty words?

Script Refs: 2 Cor.1:3-7, Job 21:22 34, Ps 119:49 56, Ps 119:97 104, Numbs 22:31 35, Phil.4:1-9, 

©2017 by Beverly Gooden Wilson