I am going off assignments to finish my poetry unit. I have enjoyed the assignments, but missed doing three of them. I’m wrapping up with a poem I wrote a few years ago. Back to my serious side, my blessed side, my amazing side, my pleasure side – my relationship with Jesus.
. and ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart. And I will be found of you, saith the Lord; . . . (Jer. 29:11-14a)
The years have turned to decades;
The decades, to scores.
Age can bind the body
But still love’s spirit soars.
I’ve loved Him since I was but a child.
He’s my friend when the storms are wild.
When forsaken by others, He’s at my side.
When troubled by choices, He’s been my guide.
In sorrow, He’s my comfort;
In panic, He’s my calm;
In confusion, He’s my anchor;
In illness, He’s my balm.
He makes me holy, pays my debt
Forgives my sins, and – better yet
I’ve been declared righteous because of his blood.
He fights my battles, and gives me His love.
He’s my God, my Savior,
My Life, Light, and Love!
Nay, I’ll not mourn the passing years
that lead me to Him above.