Oh well! O closet here we go again
cleaning you up from end to end
I am checking every door of my heart
to see what's not needed within
first there are worn out shoes that made wrong steps
and many hats I could never wear
for they never matched just who I was
so they became too hard to bear
there hung many coats, long and short
a late fifties trench-coat from the past
that pocketed memories of long ago
and for some reason they seem to last
but, I sorted it out which to keep
ridding the one's that caused me pain
and I asked help of God with this chore
so in life more, I would gain
I boxed up un-forgiveness and threw it away
and asked for grace to take it's place
I put strife in the trash and lit a match
and now I wear a smile upon my face
I bagged up anger and cast it afar
so God would put joy and happiness there
then the burdens of my heart, rolled away
for I gave them all into his care
though my closet was full and cluttered
it now is filled with the love of God
so now when I open the doors of my heart
I know he is plesed in what I have inside
they can be so many things that will pile up
many unhealthy to one's soul
and before you know it you have no room
or any space for God to hold
so O closet this was your clean up day
and I feel pretty good about it
for it frees my heart of unwanted deeds
plus keeps my soul brightly lit
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