JOYS OF LIFE

I decided to post an old poem that I wrote hoping that it might help someone else to look for the joys of life:

The hurts and the pains were deep, so much pain that I refused to see. So, I blocked out the feelings those hurts brought about and continued to live life with much doubt. I did not believe that the pain would ever be relieved or that the hurts would ever go away from me. So I lived a partial lie, pretending to be fine, when in reality my heart was not fully alive.

All I could remember were the bad things that happened, so I covered them up and pushed them down, so the memories would not consume me. However, in the process the good things I knew, the joys of life that I had experienced were locked away, too.

But God began to heal me and took away the pain. The hurt went away causing me to see things His way. Then little by little, they came like a flash, memories of the fun things, the joys of life, began to come back. So now I know what to do when hurt comes my way – I give it to my Loving Father who cares for me.

He allows me then to feel what I feel, living a life that is real. I no longer fear or worry about pain, I realize that I am on the road to gain. The One who loves me the One who cares has given me such strength through my weakness that now enables me to enjoy the joys of life without fear.

BECAUSE OF GRACE™

© 1998 by Rosalind M. Caldwell

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