Hey everyone!
Here's an awesome poem from one of my FAVORITE POETS OF ALL TIME!
I would have gone; God bade me stay:
I would have worked; God bade me rest:
He broke my will from day to day,
He read my yearnings unexpressed
And said them nay.
Now I would stay; God bids me go:
Now I would rest; God bids me work:
He breaks my heart tossed to and fro,
My soul is wrung with doubts that lurk
And vex it so.
I go, Lord, where Thou sendest me;
Day after day I plod and moil:
But, Christ my God, when will it be
That I may let alone my toil
And rest with Thee?
~Weary in Well-Doing, Christina Rossetti
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