God, Love

I stayed away from you. But life has sent me through. I picked up this pen again to write about my feelings and my rues. I had strange visions as I wept through the night. I Didn't know what to do.

Words did not describe how I felt. as material happiness entered my mind I was an enemy unto myself. Temporal gratification my thoughts were the selfish kind.

I tossed and I wrestled against thistles and thorns. Through Faith in you I was reborn. Traveling as a pilgrim with out a Home. You were with me all the while I roamed.

Your rod and staff kept my life in line. You are the good Shepherd God’s gift to mankind. I dare not trust in anything that I see, because Your unseen hand has given me victory.

Joy came today. It put a smile on my face This Joy that I have is so full of grace. You silence was golden, it gave me time to repent. Not to waddle in sin, or to straddle the fence.

I put my trust in you that day. I ran in faith to your holy word. Studying for your approval you blessed that way. Giving you spirit on the wings of birds I now realize your word is true everlasting and as fresh as the morning dew

Have you ever wrestled with a problem? Have you awakened at night only to find a pillow wet with tears? Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning. In whom do you put your trust? My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus Christ and his tenderness. Its just good to know Jesus. Its just good to know the lord. This poem is a prayer of understanding that God is in control and sovereign.

Born in Shreveport Louisiana. Moved to Baton Rouge Louisiana at age 20. Now I live in Humble Texas. I have a B.A. in Philosophy. Currently employed by The Department of the Treasury. Married with Children. I love to write and tell stories. I am a church Deacon. Everyone that I meet is a friend. I see life as an opportunity to learn to explore and of course to write.

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