Blast From The Crazy Past- Poem

I wrote and published this poem 8 years ago in 2008....it has no name. That feels sad somehow....

At the time this was written, I was going through some tough spiritual battles. Not just me, but my husband as well. Without saying too much, we were literally being attacked by the very people who should have been offering us support, love and prayers. It was a dark place for me, but oh the growth and the love of my Savior who was always there for me!

Feeling exhausted.

Unsure of some things.

Quite sure of others.

Wanting to sleep.

Wanting my mom.

Praying for strength.

Praying for grace.

Hoping for a miracle.

Needing some space.

Looking to God.

Feeling His arms.

Knowing His peace.

Body still tired.

Emotions still raw.

Love ever blooming.

Hearts filled with song.

Wanting a friend.

Needing a hand.

No one to help.

No one to care.

Seeing His hand.

Seeing the scars.

Feeling the Love.

Ashamed of my weakness.

Eyes are downcast.

Hands reaching to me.

Hands full of love.

Thank you, my Saviour.

Thank you, my Friend.

Thank you for Calvary.

Thank you for Dying.

Thank you for friendship.

Thank you for love.

Praising my Saviour.

Praising my Friend.

Life Everlasting.

Love without End.