Posted in Everyday Life, Faith

A Poem About Life

sunrise

Deep in thought as I sit,
Pondering this life as it is.

It’s often not easy; sometimes not fun.
Yet it’s what we must do until our time here is done.

I wake up each morning, head into my day.
May I never rush on without taking time to pray.

So many decisions lie waiting for me.
How will I choose rightly if Him I do not seek?

So I spend time with Him as my day begins,
And I keep right on with Him until it’s at its end.

I pray for my husband as he guides our way.
I pray for my children, that they will not be led astray.

I pray for extended family, and for my friends too.
For those who are sick; for those who know not what they do.

For my church family, those we are called to serve.
May I point them to Christ with each action and word.

May I never forget what He has done for me.
May I always remember it’s His grace that sets me free.

I am not worthy. I am not good.
I am sometimes broken, other times misunderstood.

Yet I am here, day in and day out.
A vessel for Him, with a message to shout.

A loud voice, no, but a voice just the same.
Telling others of His love, speaking His name.

Still deep in thought of what is to come;
Of life after this…  A victory won.

Beauty. Delight. Days filled with peace.
Like a perfect vacation.  A day at the beach.

No worries. No sickness. No more goodbyes.
That’s what awaits us when we meet in the sky.

So in little ways and big may I reflect His love,
Because when this life is over, it has really just begun.

 

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Author:

I'm a wife, a mom, and a mia (my own special word for grandma). You may or may not be these things, and that’s okay. Chances are we're still a lot alike. I’m certain we share some of the same struggles and ponder many of the same questions. We're busy and we're tired -can I get an amen? Yet, here we are, trying to live meaningful lives, positively impact those around us, and add a little sunshine wherever we go. But it’s not easy, is it? We mess up. Life gets tough. We find ourselves in need of a friend. Someone to encourage us, stand by us, and speak truth into us. To remind us we are not alone. That, sweet sister, is where I hope to come in - not with all the answers (I’m still searching for some myself), but with a genuine concern for you and a desire to walk alongside you on this incredible -and oftentimes arduous- journey called life.

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