What a struggle life is,  seems that way to me.

Are my hopes too elusive?  Where is victory?

Even when I’m winning,   and feel so upbeat.

My past confirms, assures,   of some future defeat.

The thought in my mind,  Yes a battle surely won!

But a partial victory really,  the battle’s just begun.

The war goes on, hopes disappointed,  I cannot forget.

Weary bones, money worries, aloneness,  and yet.

“Why oh Lord do you stand far off? Why do you hide yourself? Ps10

But then forgive me Lord,  for I am reminded.

It is true of your blessings,  I have become blinded.

Great family, amazing health, successful business,

wonderful peace.  So what an exciting life it is.

Vibrant with change.  Fears banished.

All my troubles just seem to have vanished.

“For you O God, do see trouble and grief;

You consider it and take it in hand.

You hear, O Lord, the desire of the afflicted;

You encourage them and listen to their cry” Ps 10

So it is truly amazing,  and beyond belief.

Ruin we have wrought,  yet you consider our grief.

When I look to the stars ,  and all of creation.

My God is totally,   beyond imagination.

“The work of your fingers,

the moon and the stars which you have set in place.

What is man that you are mindful of him?

The son of man that you care for him” Ps 8

Is it true,  or am I just on a big high?

Is God somebody,  on who I can rely?

But then I turned and read Mathew eight,

With growing excitement,  it is never too late.

Jesus came to earth,  just according to plan.

He cares for the leper,  the centurion’s man.

The crowds were amazed with what they saw.

A fever banished in Peter’s mother-in-law.

Healed the sick,  and demons driven out.

Calmed the storm.  What’s it all about?

“This was to fulfill what was spoken through the prophet Isaiah:

He took up our infirmities,  and carried our diseases” Math 8

And so it is,  as with Job of old.

I realize in weakness that I am bold.

Yet just maybe,  you never do know?

God may bless me,  so I never feel low.

Asaw Miller

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To God I go,  He gives me hope.

Always there when,  on a slippery slope.

From past experience,  all through my life,

I have no fear in turmoil, and bitter strife.

Though waves seem to,  break over me,

and frightening earthquakes,   I shall see,

My sustenance,  He does provide.

My hope in Jesus,  shall be my guide.

Though all around me,  I see God ignored.

I have no doubt,  I proclaim Him Lord.

His purpose done ,  on this earth.

The world will see,   salvation’s total worth.

Be still and know that I am God,  to me He says.

Exalted, the world will really then,   see my ways.

And so it is I can say ,  without a doubt.

My troubles He does know ,  everything about.

It is in Christ, I have this confidence,

I will always see,  and know His providence.

By Asaw Miller

What is truth ?   It once was said.

Nothing’s changed,   it is still what’s feared.

So why is that?   Why so love a lie?

Why so often the obvious,   facts deny?

Truth can be so,   uncomfortable to face.

Especially as I try,   and present my case.

A white lie it is called,   and will only say,

What others care to know,   really that’s okay.

It’s all the truth we now,   can face and hear.

The full facts will hurt,   more than they can bear.

Justified, do I realize,   to what level I have sank,

Just when do we decide,   to be honest and be frank?

Are we so different from,   those hypocrites of old?

Proudly self-righteous,   but spiritually so cold.

Avoiding the truth,   leads to big strife.

The very things wanted,   taken from our life.

All things will,   one day be revealed.

The books opened,   the hidden facts unsealed.

A disaster to face,   on my own it would seem.

All truth now shown,  I have to come clean.

Yet how refreshing it is,   for truth sets you free.

No lies to now live,   just for others to see.

An open book,    will be read and appeal.

A life now seen,   the whole truth it will reveal.

All life that’s lived,   in the full beam of light.

Can you face now being,   in everybody’s sight.

But we are not alone,   He does not see you.

For the light shines on Calvary,  the gospel  is true.

By Asaw Miller

Climbing mountains is a very arduous task,

Of that there is no doubt.

Especially if your climbing partner is not keen on,

The aims and aspirations you have set about.

You will end up giving up ,ever,

Reaching far off mountain top.

All your hopes, just a foolish dream.

Your journey at a stop.

The only way is to start a again,

as vulnerable as it may seem.

Alone you must climb your mountain

to fulfill your mighty dream.

The exciting view yours alone,

as you climb each jagged peak.

There is no doubt you can achieve,

whatever you do seek.

Once there you will realize,

you were not alone at all.

Looking down at far off valley,

It is then you do recall.

When things looked grim,

as desperately you did cling.

Some voice within gave strength,

You could overcome most anything.

Then again on treacherous precipice

It seemed no further you could go.

Was that a hand that helped you up?

Helped you overcome your mountain foe.

You now felt inspired to go further up,

One faltering step,and next ,to the mountain top.

Such excitement to achieve that far off goal.

You know you are not alone , you never want to stop.

by Asaw Miller