Some days it is hard for me to be here: to wake up in the morning and have to
face the day again when where I want to be is with the Lord physically. It’s not that I don’t love my family or my
life because I do, but it’s like there is an important part of me missing or
incomplete. But I know it’s not my time
to be with Him right now and I want His will for my life more than anything, still,
that doesn’t always make it easier.
Father God, Jesus Christ and Holy Spirit
have changed my life in ways I could have never imagined when I started out on
my path to knowing them. For years I was
lost, but then adopted into their family.
Then I often slipped off God’s path getting lost in the pathways of sin
and/ or selfishness. Yet, my Lord and
Savior never abandoned me, but kept calling out to me encouraging me to return
to Him like the Good Shepherd looking for His lost sheep. This poem is in honour of Him.
What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses
one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after that
which is lost until he finds it? And when he has found it, he lays it
on his shoulders, rejoicing. Lk. 15:4,5
To My Love
I love You.
You are my heart.
I need You.
You are my breath.
When I am lost
You are my light.
When I am weary,
You lift me up.
Oh, that I may
Dwell in Your house
All of the days
Of my life.
To love You,
And feel the beat of Your heart.
To be with You,
And feel Your breath on my face.
To know how much You love me.