Just a bit of poetry...

I jotted down these lines in my journal one night when I couldn't sleep. They literally just came pouring out before I could stop them, without me even really putting much thought into them. And that is saying something, because, honestly, I am not a poet. At all. I write stuff, but not poems. But this one just kind of spilled out one night, and it only took just about two minutes to come together, with no editing or anything. This is totally a God thing, people. I really don't take any credit, because I have absolutely no idea how my brain would have come up with this, even though it is a rather simple, easily rhyming poem. Like I said, I don't write poetry. Except for this one. I just now was flipping though my journal and stumbled across it, and thought I'd share. Because as creative as I feel sometimes, God is a billion and one times more creative.

 

 

 

Thank you, Jesus

for making me who I am.

Not the person the world has made,

who is selfish and foolish, who lets faith fade,

the girl who is naïve and lost in her sin,

un-open to the hope and love, still fighting to begin.

Anew in my heart, your spirit grows still,

and with you to guide my path, it always will.

Forever, my love and my Savior and King,

I long to wake daily to pray and to sing.

But I know I will fail tremendously well,

for I am so overcome by the forces of Hell.

Please Jesus, forgive my unending betrayal.

You know that I love you, though my actions may fail.

And you love me still, deeply, even though I deserve

the greatest of wrath from the Lord that I serve.

Jesus, give me courage and strength made anew.

For each day I wake I'll want nothing but you.