Poetry Page 11

You've asked me
to give You
my dreams.
What if they
don't come true?
You've asked me
to trust You
with my life.
What if
nothing happens?
What if You
abandon me
and leave me crying
in the midst of
broken hopes?
What will I do then?
Am I willing to
trust You,
to give up
hopes and lifelong dreams,
to let go of this fear,
to believe that You
are good?
Do my dreams
matter?
Or are Your plans
for me bigger
than my dreams?
Should I fight
and hold tightly?
Or let go
and trust You?

        "But we never can prove the delights of His love until all on the alter we lay; for the favor He shows, and the joy He bestows, are for them who will trust and obey. Trust and obey, for there's no other way, to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey."
        ~ J. H. Sammis, 'Trust and Obey"

"If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him!"
        ~Matthew 7:11
Written on September 21, 1998

As I lay my hopes
and dreams before You,
surrendering to Your will
for my life
and letting go
of this struggle,
I pray that You fill
my heart
with You.
Let my eyes turn
towards You;
let my heart
desire only You.
Written on September 17, 1998

Have Thine own way, Lord,
Have Thine own way.
Thou are the Potter,
I am the clay.
Mould me and make me,
After Thy will,
While I am waiting
Yielded and still.
牋牋牋牋~ Adelaide Pollard
"Shall the clay say to him who forms it, 'What are you making?'"
牋牋牋牋~ Isaiah 45:9b

Do I really trust You,
God?
Or am I just
repeating empty words
with no meaning?
Am I fooling myself
into believing I desire Your will
While I whitewash my desires
with a mockery
of Your word?
Would I follow You
if it meant
laying aside the desires
and turning my back on them?
Am I willing to surrender my dreams
and pursue You?
All I can do is take this moment
and offer it to You.
Right now, I choose to surrender,
to give these hopes to You
and I choose to believe
That Your love
is better
than my dreams.
Written on September 17, 1998

Forgive me for turning
My eyes from You, Lord
As I pursued my own path
Decided my own destiny
Forgetting to walk in the ways
You prepared for me
Long before I came to be.
As I struggle to draw closer
To You, Lord
You remind me
That my rest lies in You,
That You alone are the anchor
Of my soul
You alone
Are my deliverer.
You are my hope and my salvation
And in Your ways
I will find new life.

Written on June 30, 1998

I have no one but You
on this earth
to turn to when my heart is breaking.
When people turn away
and it seems that no one stands with me,
help me, Lord,
to cling to You.
Heal my heart, Jesus,
help me to remain faithful
and true
to lay aside any bitterness
and anger.
Let the cleansing tears
flow from me
and draw me near to You.
Bind my wounds, Lord,
help me to use them
to help others who are wounded.
Help me to see
that the person
who hurt me
is also wounded,
and needs Your healing touch
just as I do.
Help me to fix my eyes upon You,
and to trust in Your unfailing love
when man fails.

Written on July 30, 1998

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