Author: Joel Victor
Date of Creation: 2nd August 2025
When shadows press and hope grows thin,
A time lies set for loss and win
The path ordained is stern, yet true
Each step must come in its measured due
The burden lingers, sharp and deep
As men in waiting, sow and weep
The aching heart may plead for haste,
Yet wisdom guards what none can waste
The hour for answer is not ours,
We follow, as God oars.
Though misery swells like rising tide,
The end is His to decide.
So walk the line, though dark it be
For the Judge holds eternity
In every pain, His purpose stays
And night will yield to brighter days
Sizzling Sunday: 5th October 2025
Sizzling Sunday 162
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