I walked into the local gym
Thinking I could just be him.
He looked like he was made of steel
I wanted to know how that would feel.
I wished to be as fit as he
But nothing changed for poor old me.
Wishing without work will fail
A timeless honored truthful tale.
Pain is what that man went through
To get the form he held on to.
Any growth that we strive for
Will come with pain that is for sure.
Be grateful for the pains we have
They can be such a healing salve.
We learn humility and grace
Pain turns our heart to seek God’s face.
Pain is a privilege we endure
To make us strong and godly pure.
Choose to view pain differently
And then you’ll see what God does see.
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