Our Stumbing Blocks Are Our Souls’ Teaching Test
Our sickness, illness disease
Our stumbling blocks,
Our unrest,
Is God’s method His test
Our souls are both
Tutors & students at best
The Earth is our classroom,
The lessons hard fought & won,
The learning is endless,
Like the class has just begun,
We grow in Christ,
As Christ resides in the breast
Of the Father,
Like our growing in the stomach/nest
Of our mother,
The body in this life is merely
A shell a vehicle,
For the dramas of souls,
When at death the object
Is to return to God,
Once having learned,
Loved & achieved its goal
The cycle is finished,
We again are made whole
