Poetry

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Hello, Lord.
It’s me again.
I am ever so glad that You don’t grow weary of hearing from me.
I am taking steps to become what You want me to become.
Thank You for Your patience and understanding.
I am not giving up and I know that You are not giving up on me.
Despite my doubts You are continuing to wrap Your arms around me.
I don’t know what my future holds, but You do.
That is comforting and I have ignored Your comfort for far too long.
Am I now or have I been in the grave without knowing?
It seems to me that I have been in hell from my own doing.
Will You show me how to get out?
Can I get out?
Please, help me to cross over!
Else, please tell me if it is too late.
If there is no hope left for me, then please spare me!
Yet, I continue and pray and beg forgiveness for all that I have done.
I know that You will because I don’t sense it from others.
Somebody has to and I am exceedingly glad that it is You!
I feel only cold acknowledgement from others.
I sense only deceit and trickery in what they say in comparison to their actions.
It is now my only desire to be with You.
No, not a death-wish that I seek,
But rather a life-wish.
Thus far, You are granting me so many things.
Thank You once again for everything that I have.
I pray that You grant me this request so that I can share it with others.
Nevertheless, Your Will and not mine.
It’s just me again.

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