The Journey of my Life & Isaiah 40:31

Here is another gap in my poetry. This time I did write quite a bit of poetry in 1998. I wrote at least 14 poems in less than 2 years for a man I was seriously infatuated with. If ever I have been in love, it was with him. But I digress as I am not writing of him, I am explaining another gap. This is not to say my spirituality lacked during this time, in fact it was a time of my life where God taught me a lot about feeling compassion for those I was having difficultly with, but my creative energy was wrapped up more in him than in HIM.

The Journey of my Life 1999 (age 27)
My journey began some time ago,
And I seem to have been on it for a lifetime;
The road at times goes in circles,
Or goes no where at all,
But I plod along,
Trying to end up somewhere…
Anywhere that’s not here;
Sometimes I stand still,
Not able to move –
Either by way of weakness or stubbornness,
But not wanting to continue;
But I know I must,
I know something better waits for me,
There must be more than merely existing,
To feel breath in my lungs not accompanied by a sigh,
To not think of heaven as merely an escape from earth,
To believe God when He says He has plans for my life;
But that is the point,
I think,
Of this journey –
If I can continue to live life as it exists now,
But with the knowledge that it’s not over,
And with the hope that something better could be in my next step,
Then this journey has meaning,
And, therefore, so does life

Isaiah 40:31 1999 (age 27)
“But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength…”

I have become quite good at waiting,
Waiting to look my age,
Waiting for a job to make me happy,
Waiting to be married and have children;
My strength is only renewed
When I remember that God is in control of my future,
Only His guidance will pull me through

“They shall mount up with wings as eagles…”

I haven’t yet learned to fly,
But my wings grow stronger every day
As my faith grows,
And I fully begin to accept
That God is in control,
Only then do I feel the wind beneath me
As I soar on the mercy of Christ.

“They shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”

It is hard not to grow weary of this world,
Of the selfishness,
Of the violence,
Of the hate,
But I have found myself enduring,
Wrapped in the security of Christ,
And His everlasting love