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I did not know His love before,
the way I know it now.
I could not see my need for Him,
my pride would not allow.
I had it all, without a care,
the "Self-sufficient" lie.
My path was smooth, my sea was still,
not a cloud was in my sky.
I thought I knew His love for me,
I thought I'd seen His grace,
I thought I did not need to grow,
I thought I'd found my place.
But then the way grew rough and dark,
the storm clouds quickly rolled;
The waves began to. rock my ship,
I found I had no hold.
The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide.
I had no strength or faith to face
the trials that lay ahead,
And so I simply spoke His name
and bowed my weary head.
His loving arms enveloped me,
and then He helped me stand.
He said, "You still must face this storm,
but I will hold your hand."
So through the dark and lonely night
He guided me through pain.
I could not see the light of day
or when I'd smile again.
Yet through the pain and endless tears,
my faith began to grow.
I could not see it at the time,
but my light began to glow.
I saw God's love in brand new light,
His grace and mercy, too.
For only when all self was gone could
Jesus' love shine through.
It was not easy in the storm,
I sometimes wondered why.
At times I thought, "I can't go on."
I'd hurt, and doubt, and cry.
But Jesus never left my side
He guided me each day.
Through pain and strife,
through fire and flood.
He helped me all the way.
And now I see as never before
how great His love can be,
How in my weakness He is strong,
how Jesus cares for me!
He worked it all out for my good,
although the way was rough.
He only sent what I could bear,
and then He said, "Enough!"
He raised His hand and said, "Be still!"
He made the storm clouds cease.
He opened up the gates of joy
and flooded me with peace.
I saw His face now clearer still,
I felt His presence strong,
I found anew His faithfulness,
He never did me wrong.
And now I know more storms will come,
but only for my good,
For pain and tears have helped me grow
as nothing ever could.
I still have so much more to learn
as Jesus works in me;
If in the storm I'll love Him more,
that's where I want to be!
Author notes
Im not sure where this poem came from. I was cleaning out my closet and there it was on the floor with no name on it. I dedicate this poem to Brittany Daniels through all her trials, anger and hurt Jesus is still on the THRONE!!
Written August 17th, 2004
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AWESOME
no doubt this has to be one of my favorite poems! my favorite lines where "The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide." that is very true! i love the way you write it is amazing! keep it up -
Mel, I just read this poem over and over again. Obviously by the last comment I made, I was obviously very selfish and prideful. Now, I have to say...this poem has NeVeR meant SO much to me...It gives me such encouragement...unexplainable really. It's beautiful! Thank you SO much...I'm sorry it took me this long to comprehend...but you know me...I'm kinda slow. Thanks Again.
LOVE YA! -
Thanks mel, i like it alot and i DO realize that jesus is always there believe it or not. Thanks though.
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Thank You... it's funny.. it was on the floor of my closet and I can't even remember if I wrote it or even where it came from.
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Moving
I think that "Through Pain and Strife" would be a great title but do as you wish. I am not a devoted christian as I know I should be but this poem really moved me and I think I shall attend church this week. Thank you... -
i like it dude. very koo.
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good
Great poem Mel,I like it alot.Keep writing them because I love to read them. love ya
~hannah
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