Friday, March 11, 2016

HOLD ON CUZ I'TS GONNA BE A BUMPY RIDE (UPDATED)

I WAS WATCHING VERY CAREFULLY
FOR ALL OF THE SIGNS,
FOR THE ONES THAT WOULD LEAD ME
STRAIGHT TO THE STRAIGHT AND NARROW,
WAITING FOR YOU.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
SO NOW THAT I AM WALKING THE RIGHT PATH,
AT LEAST I PRAY EVERY DAY THAT I AM,
WHY THE BROKEN ARM?
AND WHERE DID ALL THESE BRUISES AND BLOOD
AND BLOODY SCRAPES COME FROM?
DON'T THEY KNOW,
OR HAVE THEY SIMPLY
NOT READ YOUR WORD?

IN EVERYTHING I DO, LORD,
MAY I GLORIFY YOU.

AND NOW I HAVE A TESTIMONY -

I HOPE YOU KNOW
HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU, LORD.
AFTER ALL, YOU ARE THE ONLY REAL DADDY 
I HAVE EVER KNOWN.
SO CAN YOU PLEASE CARRY ME FOR A WHILE?
YOU SEE, I CAN SENSE 
A GREAT STORM HEADED THIS WAY.
I MAY NOT BE PERFECT,
BUT I WOKE UP THIS MORNING,
SO I GUESS I'VE NOT YET REACHED THE FINISH LINE.
AND I CAN SENSE SOME BAD STORMS 
JUST AHEAD, OVER THE HORIZON.
AND CAN YOU SEE OVER THERE?
THAT WHITE PICKET FENCE?
DOESN'T IT LOOK O SO ENTICING?
AND THAT FIELD OF SUNFLOWERS
LOOKS VERY BEGUILING.

THERE, JUST ONE MORE LITTLE PEEK
AT THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FENCE.
PLEASE. 
I WANT TO AGAIN SEE
ALL OF THE BEAUTIFUL TREES,
AND NOT TO MENTION
ALL OF THE COLORFUL ROSES AND SUNFLOWERS.

I PRAY I CAN REMEMBER
THE PLACE WHERE WE CAMPED
IN THE WHITE MOUNTAINS,
THERE WAS A BUBBLING CREEK RIGHT THERE.
AND I FOUND A LOG THAT HAD FALLEN DOWN,
MADE A BRIDGE OF SOME KIND.
BUT I STILL REMEMBER HOW I USED TO LIE THERE
LOOKING AT THE CLOUDS IN THE SKY.
AND THE THINGS I SAW.
THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN YOU ASK FOR CHANGE 
AND START LISTENING TO HIM.
SO GET YOURSELF OFF OF THAT FENCE
AND COME OVER HERE TO THE WINNING SIDE.
YOU'LL BE HAPPY YOU DID AT THE END.
AND DO WHAT GOD GENTLY REQUESTS OF US.
IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?
DO YOU REMEMBER THAT GOD
SACRIFICED HIS SON
FOR ALL OF US
BEFORE WE WERE EVEN BORN?

ONE TIME I DIDN'T WANT TO HEAR
ANY MORE OF HIS GENTLE REQUESTS
TO MOVE FROM THE BEACH TO CORONA.
BUT I LISTENED TO HIS STILL QUIET VOICE
AND PACKED UP EVERYTHING I HAD
AND MOVED 
BECAUSE I DIDN'T WISH
TO BE SWALLOWED
BY A BIG FISH.
I KNOW I'VE MADE MISTAKES,
BUT YET YOU STILL LOVE ME.
HOW IS THAT?
O, YES, YOU ARE MY CREATOR.

EVEN THOUGH GOD SACRIFICED HIS ONLY SON,
BEATEN AND CUT AND MADE FUN.
I'VE HAD MY SHARE OF BRUISES AND CUTS
FROM ALL OF THE SCARY DETOURS,

BUMPS AND DIPS ON THIS SHAKY WOODEN 
ROLLER COASTER.
BUT JESUS WENT THROUGH SO MUCH MORE,
MORE THAN WE WILL EVER KNOW.
HE HEALS ME STILL.
THAT WAS JUST A TASTE OF MY TESTIMONY.

I'VE GIVEN MY LIFE TO HIM.
HE IS EVERYTHING TO ME.

AMEN



ISAIAH 46:4

EVEN TO YOUR OLD AGE AND GRAY HAIRS I AM HE.
I AM HE WHO WILL SUSTAIN YOU.
I HAVE MADE YOU
AND I WILL CARRY YOU;
I WILL SUSTAIN YOU
AND I WILL RESCUE YOU.





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