I really need to get in the habit of writing when my life starts to get bland. Because once I start typing, something special seems to come out.
The poem I am about to share, was written five years ago. Which, if you ask me, seems like a completely different lifetime. So, even though this poem isn't really how I am feeling right now, I think many of us have bad days or bad moments when it seems it could be this way sooner or later. Plus, I am sure many of us, man or woman, can relate to it on some level. It is that powerful calm you get that washes over you in pleading with the Lord, knowing that everything is okay, including you.
Since I just gave a talk this past Sunday on prayer, I have been thinking a lot about it. This poem isn't about the desperation, but about the peace that comes after the trial, and putting your faith in the Lord.
If Only
If only I could see
Who I really am
Dig deep into my heart
And pull out a gem
If only I could be
That person that you'd see
A lady full of happiness
And sincere integrity
I used to be so strong
I used to really believe
But now my faith is fading
And my soul is lingering
So Father will you help me?
Help me to see
Find the beauty deep within
And who I want to be
I want to be thy servant
I want to be thy friend
Help me to know how
To grasp and hold on to thy hand
Father, will you teach me?
To be the woman that's enough
A good mother to thy children
And a wife that's full of love
I want to be an angel
Who's guided from above
My spirit to be lifted
I want to feel thy love
Dearest Heavenly Father
I know that you are near
You've put your arms around me
And listened to my prayer
Someday I will be
The woman that you see
A queen inside thy kingdom
For all eternity.
By the way, I do not keep track of what I have shared online and what I haven't, so if you have read this before, well, guess what...you needed to read it again! :)
2 comments:
Thanks for sharing! Yes we can all relate to this feeling at some point. Even those who deny it. Those are the times we learn the most about ourselves. And yes sometimes we have to relearn the same things over and over again. We get stuck in a rut and temporarily forget how to use the tools we have been given. We become overwhelmed with life and whats going on around us that we find ourselves going through the motions. I know I do. At some point I hope to be out of this big freak rut I am laying in. I have finally realized its not a sink hole anymore. Which is half the battle.
You are a gifted poet. Thanks for sharing
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