God, are you there...
what's wrong here,
I see all my flaws,
I hear the truth,
so why do I turn away,
why do I chose not to listen,
can't I see that it's for my own good,
these words are not meant to hurt me but to help me,
God, please help me,
help me to do what I have to do,
not only for myself but for the future,
my future wife my future kids,
and for everything that "you" have in store for me,
give me the strength that I need to be the man that "you" made me to be,
give me integrity to show to the world the man that I am becoming to be,
God, help me,
help me to stop thinking as a child,
help me set my priorities,
my goals.....my life,
dear God open my eyes to see that I've survived this long because of grace
and mercy,
dear God if you're still listening,
forgive me,
and let your will be done in my life,
Amen........
Great poem. Keep writing, you definately have talent.
In Christ,
T. W. Smith.