Back at the end of May my sister posted an "I Am" poem that she wrote for one of her classes and several of my family members followed suit. I tried to write one at the time, following the format given here but I just couldn't seem to finish. However after writing my last post, I took another crack at it and this is what came of it...
I Am
by Gina K.C.
I am imperfect but sincere in my trying.
I wonder if God ever gets tired of waiting for me to listen to His voice.
I hear the echo of my thousands of flaws;
I see them falling at my feet, building a wall between me & Him.
I want to close my ears & eyes tight and just curl up in His Large Daddy Lap.
I am imperfect but sincere in my trying.
I pretend to be righteous but know it's a lie.
I feel the tugging of doubt on my sleeves.
I touch the eternal with gloves on my hands.
I worry that my treasures are dust but still
I cry out to Him.
I am imperfect but sincere in my trying.
I understand that life is full of mysteries.
I say "I will walk by faith."
I dream of a day when I am free from my fear.
I try to rest in His promises;
I hope I don't forget how.
I am imperfect but sincere in my trying.
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