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I Could Not See Past My Nose

I Could Not See Past My Nose

Lord, I think I pretty much have tried it all,
But for whatever reason You were always there to pick me up whenever I would stumble and 
cushioned the fall.
And I don’t understand all the love You have always shown,
You have always been that light in the darkness that pulls me back from harm, lurking there 
in the unknown.

You have never given up on me, in spite of the things I’ve done,
You just stood there silently as I had my so called fun.
And why I struggled so, I do not know,
You were always there to catch me, I just had to let go.

I just had to find out for myself, what I knew all along was the best,
In my own sick way I had to put Your love to the test.
Whether it was stubbornness or immaturity I now understand,
You were always there with out stretched arms and a love so grand.

Now that I’m older I really can see,
How many times You really did carry me.
The only thing I am sorry for now is it took me so long,
To accept the love You offered and be where I belong.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Devonshire Avatar
February 26, 2009 at 11:48 PM
Ronald, I don't think it's possible for mere mortals to understand God's love and forgiveness. How wonderful to look back and realize God "really did carry me"! This is an inspirational, thought-provoking work! Very nice, Carolyn
Richards Avatar
February 26, 2009 at 6:12 PM
A lovely poem of faithfulness. Beautifully written! ~ Carrie
Prance Avatar
February 26, 2009 at 4:02 PM
I,m so thankful for his patience he doesn't give up, good write with so much truth,God Bless,Marie
Babcock Avatar
February 26, 2009 at 11:47 AM
The Lord carries us and is their to catch us when we fall. Sometimes it takes years to learn and we tend not to look further than our nose. God Bless Phyl
Ginn Avatar
February 26, 2009 at 8:46 AM
Dying to self, putting the needs of others before your own, I mean really YUCK,,,then you learn that only in giving is the reward and in dying there is truly life and letting go and knowing you will be caught and you Ron are so right it all begins with acceptance. Laurie
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