Has my future been determined?
Thine destiny foretold?
Why do I dream of homelessness
and being left in the cold?
Born into the world, I'm coddled and warm.
As an adult I feel lonely, rejected and scorn.
God!
Do I only pray when things don't go my way?
Don't I pray for others safe keeping?
And when they are hurt I am weeping?
Who may weep for me?
Self-pity is no answer it infest the spirit.
Yet, The future is my terrorist!
I completely fear it!
11/11/00
Patricia Hermes
This poem spoke to me on so many levels. It really had me thinking about my spiritual well-being. The future is only uncertain to those who don't posess a relationship with God, I know this to be true, yet sometimes I , like you, am left jaded. I've been reading this book "The Purpose-driven Life" and it has truly been helpful. I really liked the poem as it has inspired me even more to walk down the path God has chosen for me.