Pause for Poetry — My Sovereign Guide

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

Welcome to Pause for Poetry featuring a poem written by my writer-friend, Frances Gregory Pasch.

My Sovereign Guide

by Frances Gregory Pasch

I am refreshed, dear Jesus,
By the little things you do.
You speak to me in different ways
But I always know it’s you.

Today I heard a serenade
When I awoke at dawn,
And I still felt your presence
After the songbirds had gone.

You often send me rainbows
When sun reflects on glass.
In troubling times, they speak to me,
“This too, my child, shall pass.”

Sometimes a word pops off the page
While spending time with you.
Your Word shines light upon my path;
Confirms what I’m to do.

You always know what’s best for me;
I trust your perfect plan.
I’m blessed that you’re my Sovereign Guide,
The Awesome, Great I AM.

An excerpt from “Double Vision: Seeing God in Everyday Life Through Devotions and Poetry.” Published by Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas.

Frances Gregory Pasch’s devotions and poems have been published hundreds of times in devotional booklets, magazines, and Sunday school papers since 1985. Her writing has also appeared in several dozen compilations. Her book, Double Vision: Seeing God in Everyday Life Through Devotions and Poetry is available on Amazon. Frances has been leading a women’s Christian writers group since 1991 and makes her own holiday greeting cards incorporating her poetry. She and her husband, Jim, have been married since 1958. They have five sons and nine grandchildren. Contact her at www.francesgregorypasch.com.

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I wish you well.

Sandy

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shirley

Beautiful!

Fran Pasch

Thanks, Sandy and Shirley, for your encouragement. I am glad you enjoyed my poem.

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