Did I?

The wind sings a melody, whistling through the leaves.
The son lights my way in this play.
The air smells so sweet
I just want to dip my feet
in that bubbling creek
making its way
through Paradise.
Did I make it?
Am I home?
Is my heartache and pain done?
Did I stay on the right path?
Did I plant seeds along the way?
Did I glorify you, my sweet Jesus?
Did I help the helpless,
give hope to the hopeless,
love the unlovable
and forgive the unforgivable?
I know I strayed a time or two or three.
But, my sweet Jesus, are you proud of me?

PSALM 19:14

MAY THESE WORDS OF MY MOUTH AND THIS MEDITATION OF MY HEART BE PLEASING IN YOUR SIGHT, LORD, MY ROCK AND MY REDEEMER.