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Created on: December 17, 2010
Heaviness from life's distresses were upon me
Defenseless and hungry
As a Hebrew on the edge of the Red Sea
Should I turn right, turn left
Stand and fight, or should I flee?
One teardrop falls down my cheek
Now a steady trail of water is streaming
Early every morning
I wake to life searching for the true meaning
Can't explain how one person is filthy rich
Another dirt poor
Or why adults leave problems
Without answers for children to explore
A shy young lady thrown into the
Parental role
I was never encouraged to share my emotions
Or divvy the golden trinkets in my soul
Not long ago
One day I was flirting with Fifteen
Rockin' Cherry Red Levis
501 jeans
Aching questions continually
Pressed upon me
Why am I here?
What is my call to humanity?
Why am I in this family?
To lay in the bed of sorrow
Is this the way my life was meant to be?
Quite optimistic although my future looked bleak
The care of a mentally ill parent had been thrust upon me
A splintering crack in my spirit
That led to poor self esteem
Hurting on the inside
Struggling to carry the flame-less torch, a family
And my dreams
I was clueless
Still no idea what to do
All burnt out from caring for the young and ailing
My love life suffered and my career was failing
I dropped to my knees and cried out to my Lord
Healing he planted in my spirit
And the burdens he absorbed
His words of encouragement overran
The tender crack in my soul
His loving arms embraced me
And proceeded to make me whole
Through trying times
He was sculpting and making me
Something unstoppable he
Had already put in me
Now my stamina is stronger
I learned endurance and faith
Is what keeps my feet steppin' in stride
From a driven hunger
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