When To Me You Come

Me you come in the dark hour of pain When howling winds of strife Threaten your own dear life And your myriad tears fall as endless rain To Me you come You come with the promises of love renewed Sacrifices of things held dear Longing to quiet down the fear And have the vicious storm again subdued To Me you come. In the bitter darkness you grope for Me “Father, answer Thou my prayer, Now I need Your gentle care. Your obedient servant I swear to be.” To Me you come I then enfold you in your time of need Wanting so your love to last I erase your hurtful past Your fainting soul with my strong love I feed When to Me you come. Then along your way comes the joyful hour Everything to your lips is sweet And you forget your Lord to greet You go on in life full of your own power Not wanting to Me to come. If you could know how great is my sorrow To be ignored and forgot And no longer loved or sought But I will still wait for you tomorrow Hoping once more to Me you’ll come. Eileen Manassian Ghali Published in Youth of the Hour Magazine, a publication for Seventh-day Adventist youth in the Middle East, April-June 1997, along with the article by same title written by the author. No corrections made. Jeremiah 2: 23- Will a young woman forget her wedding ornaments, or a bride her attire? But my people have forgotten me days without number. We tend to come to God when we are in desperate need. We don’t come just to revel in Who He is. So many years have passed since I wrote that article about how I was afraid of losing my little daughter to an illness and how I begged for healing, only to forget Him when she got better. We never seem to learn. Some of our most fervent prayers were prayed in the bomb shelters during the civil war in Lebanon. We come to God with shopping lists, requests, rarely….rarely with words of adoration and praise simply because of WHO HE IS! The saying goes…”There are no atheists in foxholes”…..