My Child

Alone in my house Which is falling down around me Walls leaning Roof sagging Foundation crumbling I sit in the living room And stare at the brokenness Of my house, my life As it crashes down Around me Then I hear A knock at my door I get up "Who's there?" I ask "It is Me" "What do You want?" "To help you" He says "I don't need Your help, Please go away I can fix this on my own It's not as bad as it looks Nothing really." We stand at the door Looking at each other I see compassion in His eyes And I knew He saw through my lies "Haven't I left you Alone all these years And let you build this Life, this house On your own doing?" He speaks the truth His words cut deep All I've made On my own Is nothing "Let Me help you." He says "Trust Me" He smiles at me I move aside And let Him in In He comes And goes to work Repairing with love And mercy and grace Making my life, my house A beautiful place Beyond what I could ever do "My work here is done" He says and gives me a hug "My child, I'm always here for you No matter what, I am here."