My Spiritual Journey

A young lad of twelve I found myself At the altar in our small country church Confessing my sins, To insure my spiritual health. Then came the call to serve as a pastor Grandma had always said I was the “preacher” In the family, I set out to serve my Master. On to college and seminary at length I studied hard and prepared to do my best To serve the Lord, With all my heart, mind, soul, and strength. My faith sometimes wavered along the way I wondered why Christians seemed, at times So self-serving and phony, It is especially hard to be “righteous” every day. I finally retired after forty-some years of service Seeking to find lasting peace through meditation On the universe, When I focus on nobler things, I feel less nervous! Written on January 8, 2021 For the Spiritual Journey Contest