I sat in the back of the church praying my life would change.
My heart had so many needs, tears always stained my face
Twenty years later I visited the church again
My whole life was different, all thanks to Him
His timing was not what I expected with detours of hard lessons to learn
But I wouldn’t ask Him to do anything different since I saw his face at every turn.
Always after a mountaintop
Comes a Valley
Faith is tested through doubt
Convictions shaken to strengthen
The lessons You teach us about
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Lord heal us from the shrapnel left behind
from the war that waged in our lives
The cuts were deep. Alone, we can’t go on.
Lord teach us the lessons we refused to see
But continued on in our stubbornness
We battled for way too long.
Lord carry us into your loving light
Through the brokenness of this night
Awaken us to a new dawn.
You steered me into the storm
On my trusty boat I went
But the winds picked up
Soon flailing overboard
All my senses spent
This was the way to go?
Why on such a rough sea?
Isn’t there a smoother path
Somewhere designed for me?
But the wind against my sails
Taught me a lesson or two
Gave me new strength and courage
And pointed me straight to you
This is not the path I had in mind
These are not the troubles
I would have designed
But my easy roads
would never have known
The beauty your paths have shown
so I will trust in you
Christian Poetry, Thoughts & Analogies 