My Mansion

By Marijo Phelps

Ah, my Father it is difficult to wait

For the house we are building to be finished

But so much more for those I love

To come to Your gate

And ask Jesus to be their Lord.

Sometimes the desert

Would turn to windswept years

Were it not

For the indestructible sterling thread

Of the love of Your promise:

“Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ

And you shall be saved

And all Your household.”

Lord, may I enlarge my house

So there’s a room for not only Dad and Tom

But also Paula’s room and Ed’s and John’s

And many numbers more.

I would to build a mansion

For my “household” to be saved

By my loving faithful Lord Jesus.

I pray. I hope. I trust. I cling.

I BELIEVE!!! Thank You, Father.

(C) Marijo Phelps all rights reserved. Use with proper credits.

About Self

Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news


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