My Confidant...My Friend.

I think I was a happy child yet wish I had more joy In things that mattered most to this little heart of mine. An ear to listen to my woes and comfort me when sad but this I did not get from my loving mom and dad. As a child I could not speak of things that mattered most Parents did not have time to talk nor share a child’s concerns. My hopes and fears stayed bottled up in an over burdened heart filled with questions I feared to ask. At the tender age of six I found a lifelong friend And every year since then I shared my thoughts with Him He never turned his back on me nor lay a scolding hand. I talked to Him in innocence blaming Him for everything. Yet in many ways He showed He cared though I don’t remember thanking Him for the good days we shared But I remember blaming him when I was sad or mad. I talked about the way He let me suffer hurts in vain friends should stick together I’d say..through thick and thin I swore at Him if I stomped my toe or bruised my little knees And since I could not hear His reply I’d utter words like these. You know I am disappointed you let me down my friend I thought you loved me too. Why would you let a friend be hurt I wouldn’t do the same to you. Yet despite all the cruel things I said He remained my steadfast friend. He probably shook His head in wonder every time I swore Or blamed Him, for not standing up for me a little more. Did I but know that hardship was His way of making me spiritually strong, ready to face whatever hardship came along. He speaks to me with words and signs I cannot now ignore The older I grow I understand His way even more. He comforts me every day blessing me in many ways Thank you God for being forever, my confidante … my friend.