He Is With Me
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When I failed Him – I couldn’t tell Him
How dark the dread was, how painful the doubt,
How the color black fell over my feelings
And even in the light I couldn’t see the gentleness
Through the clouds, the discouragement
When I lost my hope and I just couldn’t cope
I couldn’t understand that He was still there with me,
Reassuring my heart, even in the dark – comforting
Calming, through the worry and anxiety, past
The feelings that haunted and taunted me, the fury
That seemed to echo through my mind and thoughts,
Erasing joy and filling me up with mistrust to destroy
Every promise, every dream, every feeling of grace
Beauty became a memory, fleeting and bleeding
Through the colors, hues of compassion,
Everlasting peace and surrender to the intimacy
Tenderness that trembled with faith, with
Warmth that felt like home to me, silencing my
Tears, easing my fears – stirring the music,
The mystery, the belief that stills every uneasiness
When I didn’t know how to believe and even
The elation was so far from the praise, the worship
That honored Him with my lips – yet never
Bled through the despair, the grief, the dishonesty
A heart without joy – a heart without hope
Because I had a heart that had failed to find love
In a world He came to save, a world that is lost
Amid skepticism and mistrust, among the questions
Unspoken by lips who never mouth a prayer
Lips who never remember – He is always there
He is with me – even when I fail to love and adore,
Even when I neglect prayer and praise,
Even when I disappoint Him with my bitterness
Or give Him so many reasons to give up on me –
He is with me – even when I can’t believe He is
He is with me when I don’t feel His presence there
He is with me when I can’t find a way to silence
The doubts, the confusion, the dreadful disillusions
He is with me – through every dark night of the soul,
He makes a way out of the shadows, the murky
World where I go when I feel so lost and alone
He is with me and I know – when I praise Him
With my heart and my soul, He breathes warmth
Into the shimmering from a Son who lights the world
With a fire that becomes my heart’s one desire –
This love that is His glorious gift, His grace – His peace
The blessing of His presence – forever – He is with me!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2023
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