Joyce Johnson Poet Rhyme

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Thank you Lord for walking with me
Through the shadowed vales and valleys,
Holding when I blindly stumble
Until flagging spirit rallies.
When you take the larger burden
Relieving me of its great heft;
You ask only that I carry 
The modest portion that is left

Now that I’ve survived the danger
And have now safely swum to shore,
I know big waves would have swamped me
Had you not lifted me once more.

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Chuck Novotny February 12, 2012 at 9:49 PM Witout being "preachy" you create a wonderful word picture, especially with "You ask only that I carry The modest portion that is left" Thoroughly enjoyable. - Chuck

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 30, 2012 at 9:47 PM congrats Joyce on Honorable Mention for these splendid words luv..

Bob Quigley January 30, 2012 at 10:15 AM Beautiful Joyce. Congratulations

Carol Sunshine Brown January 30, 2012 at 7:37 AM Congratulations on your placement Joyce. Love, Carol

Kash Poet January 30, 2012 at 6:03 AM Very good poem here Joyce.God is always with us.Congratulations on your win.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 30, 2012 at 3:15 AM Congratulations Joyce (catching up after my week away so sorry if I'm late) x I see from Andrea's comment you have lost a much loved pet, Sorry to hear it. x

Andrea Dietrich January 29, 2012 at 3:51 PM oh, man, and now I find out your dear cat died right the moment i decided to post about Priscilla. How awful, Joyce. I'm sorry about this new loss for you. this is poem is very fitting for times like these when life throws you a curve ball. I hope the rest of your day goes better. Luv, Andrea

Carolyn Devonshire January 28, 2012 at 2:57 PM Your faith is very moving, Joyce. Even as we stumble through life, He is always by our side. I especially like the last verse. It seems like crises come in waves and that's when we're most likely to turn to God and ask for his help. Beautifully written! Love you, dear friend, Carolyn

Nette Onclaud January 27, 2012 at 11:46 PM such a graceful, divine offering to the One who leifts us all, joyce.... i am touched by your glorious song!.. congrats on alll your latest wins as well! :) huggs