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I Feel Your Presence

I FEEL YOUR PRESENCE ‘‘Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces” John Ruskin, 1853 I feel Your presence, my sweet Lord and I remember the time I was restored by You, all the fragments and crumbs of my life, all the little pieces put together for me to rise. I went into a tailspin during the real estate crisis. The devastating financial loss tore me into pieces. I lost hope and fell into the slimy pit of self-pity, so deep with darkness surrounding me. My dream of retiring at sixty crumbled and I fell apart, all my aspirations tumbled. All of my hard earned money invested in rental properties were gone and affected my mental toughness to accept and handle adversities. My dreams, aspirations turned to uncertainty. I prayed for months to overcome my depression. I called You for help; but all I did was to question You, why? and expressed my doubts and anger. I asked You why You were not answering my prayers. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw myself as a girl dressed in white, at the bottom of a deep dark well. I tried to climb the slimy wall many times and I fell back to the ground without any grime of dirt on the white dress that turned so bright in the darkness and I wished I could see a light. Then one day, I had the television on and heard a joyful minister rambling on about hope and pitched “Do you keep praying and asking why the Lord is not answering”? And she said, “Maybe you lost hope”. I was awakened and realized I lost hope. I found myself praying with anticipation, expectation of dealing and overcoming my depression. I closed my eyes expecting to see myself, as the girl in the white dress, anticipating myself to eventually get my hope back and I saw the light in the sky and toes at the rim of the pit through the light. I started climbing the slimy pit without falling, my gaze pinned at Your toes and I started smiling for You squatted, reached Your hand to grasp my hand. You put my feet back on the ground and held my hand and we walked away from the slimy pit of self-pity. I looked at you Lord and felt calmness in your Company. Thank you my Lord making me whole again. You were the One, who put all the fragments and crumbs of my life, all the little pieces together for me to rise above the situation and put my life in order. Thank you my sweet Lord for Your presence. I always feel Your presence. 8/30/20 All The Little Poetry Contest Constance La France

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Date: 9/10/2020 3:12:00 AM
What a lovely poem of despair and hope...Prayers do help...Congrats on your win Marilene. Take care.
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Marilene Evans
Date: 9/10/2020 12:35:00 PM
Thanks, Carol. HE is always present in our lives.
Date: 9/10/2020 2:41:00 AM
Marilene, congratulations on your win in my challenge All The Little Pieces with this excellent write _Constance
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Marilene Evans
Date: 9/10/2020 12:33:00 PM
Thank you so much, Constance!
Date: 9/4/2020 4:08:00 AM
- A beautiful and sensitive poem,Marilene :) - Congratulations on your win :) - Wish you a lovely weekend :) - // Anne-Lise :)
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Marilene Evans
Date: 9/4/2020 11:20:00 AM
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Have a great week-end. Stay Safe!

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