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Again I drop to my knees and beseech the Lord to bless,
The chaos and the sinful acts--basically all the mess,
I am weary of the whining, fights, and claims of, "It's not fair!"
It seems that at every turn someone's temper starts to flare.
I try to teach and coach and love, but it seems to no avail.
At times I want to cry and hide and wish that I could bail.
To calmer kids and grateful hearts, would be where I would go.
And then the Lord He speaks to me and wondrous things doth show.
He bids me lift my head and look outside while on my knees,
My eyes soon focus and fixate on the tall and leafy trees.
He tells me that my motley crew are truly Mighty Oaks--
He reminds me that while I perceive it not, He's at work beneath the cloaks
Of hardened hearts, temper tantrums, balled up fists and tears,
"You see," He says, "I am chipping away and transforming these hard years.
I am tilling their hardened soil and preparing little hearts,
To love Me and serve Me fully in all the deepest parts.
For though you see hard acorns and cannot see the trees,
Just continue to trust and pray and seek Me on your knees.
Hold and kiss my Mighty Oaks and do not fail to teach
That I am love and mercy and am never out of reach.
Be sure to open up My Word with them and in its riches show,
My Mighty Oaks the ways I work and speak so My voice they'll know.
For I know the plans I have for them, plans to prosper and to bless.
So do not fret, dear child, I am at work in this mess!
You see, I can work in conflict, as surely as fun days.
In conflict, I purify hearts and raise them up to fully know My ways.
In conflict they can see their sin and humble their hearts to say,
'I am sinful. I have no hope. Isn't there a better way?'
And with this admission they will learn to grow and serve,
As they feel your grace and warm embrace (which they know they don't deserve.)
And somehow in this chaos of rants and tears, then hugs,
They'll come to know the Gospel, and within their hearts it'll tug.
Know that conflict is an opportunity for your hard acorns to see.
My grace, love, and forgiveness that through your words will be.
And with every fight and every tear and every wrong made right.
I am preparing the way for them to grow to be like Me with all My might.
I know you are weary, but you need only pray and trust,
That going down this difficult road truly is a must.
For now the road is rocky and you are fearful you will fall,
But trust Me when I say that one day you'll be grateful for it all.
For when you see how tall and strong your Mighty Oaks have grown,
And how much peace and righteousness the discipline has sown,
You will be amazed to see all that I can do,
And you will know more about the miracles which ensue
When a mother prays on her knees and comes to her wits' end.
You see, My child, that is when to you ministering spirits I send.
For now, hang tight and pray and always seek My face.
For you will see, in time, how I will forever transform this place."
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