Friday, October 10, 2014

Perusing My Poetry Late at Night

I was up late tonight making rolls for our Thanksgiving feast tomorrow. While I waited for them to bake, I looked through some old poetry files. Thought I'd share this one I wrote a few years ago. Bears repeating.

I've held the walls together
With tacks and safety pins,
Sometimes I've called on you Lord,
When things started caving in.
I've leaned against the falling,
And felt so very small,
A lost and broken sinner
Who couldn't do it all.
You let me struggle at my task
But helped me all along
Once I let go and trusted you
I suddenly felt strong.

1 comment:

  1. Ah, another so true post - how we are only strong when we rely on Him!! His ways are higher then ours - if only we'd trust matter what!!!! ♥