HABITATION

If His life inhabits mine,
Then does He not sustain me?
If I claim His Spirit to reside,
On what more can I rely?
What else do I think to need
Than God Himself?
Preposterous, this supposition
That takes for granted
The very nature of the reborn
Soul, having at its disposal
All-surpassing resource!
Power, love, and mercy complete
Abiding within this vessel!
A constant companion,
He conquers all loneliness,
Providing cover beneath His wings
And ever-present help,
Setting me free from despair!
Why do I yet forget it,
The explosive and vast potential
Within the very heart of me?
Is this not a gift to treasure,
Worth giving up every scrap of myself?
How can any earthly pleasure compare?
Momentary, fleeting, and minor
Are the joys of this world
Compared with the very essence,
The just and creative force
Of the God of the universe
Bound to us, its tiny seed!