MY PATH

THE BLANK TV CALLS TO ME,
LIKE A BIG EYE STARING,
SAYING,
'COME ON, YOU REMEMBER ME,
YOU USED TO ENJOY WATCHING
THOSE SHOWS
THAT YOU ENJOYED
BUT DID NOTHING 
BUT DISQUIET YOUR SOUL.'
BUT THEN I HEAR GOD'S
STILL QUIET VOICE
WANTING TO HEAL
MY SHATTERED HEART.
IT SEEMS TO TAKE FOREVER
TO FORGIVE AND FORGET
WHEN YOU'VE BEEN HURT
BY SOMEONE YOU LOVE
AND YOU BELIEVE THEY LOVE YOU
JUST AS MUCH, TOO.
BUT JESUS IS THERE,
AS ALWAYS,
NEVER LEAVING MY SAD SIDE,
ARMS OPEN WIDE,
SO WIDE
HE STRETCHED OUT HIS ARMS
AND SACRIFICED HIS LIFE,
WILLINGLY.
I MAY BE HURTING,
BOTH IN BODY AND SPIRIT,
BUT I KNOW MY JESUS AWAITS ME
IN MY HOME
WHERE I BELONG.
BUT FOR NOW, 
SINCE I WOKE UP YET AGAIN,
I MUST STILL FOLLOW THE PATH
YOU HAVE LAID BEFORE ME
AND I DOUBLE DARE
ANYONE
TO GET BETWEEN
JESUS AND ME
AND THE PATH HE HAS 
LIT AT MY FEET.

PSALM 34:18

THE LORD IS CLOSE TO THE BROKENHEARTED

AND SAVES THOSE WHO ARE CRUSHED IN SPIRIT.