Who Do You Say That I Am?

When I was five, I was taught Of God’s love and that I ought To keep in mind that I was bought From this world at a great price. God sought Me, my life. This is why, while on Earth, He fought So hard and so long minus any pride; So tried, so tired with no one at his side. When I was a teenager, I chose to decide To no more need Him -- not now that I Was nearly a woman. I forgot that He died For me, a mere mortal. Thus, I lived in haste Allowing my life to wander to waste. Then at age twenty-two, I prayed just in case I was not, afterall, born again; saved From hell, myself and the eternal grave. Sadly, as the wind blows the leaves to and fro, So it was back and forth with my fickle soul Having reached middle age; having lost all control Of the “me” then and now, what of tomorrow? Who do I say He is? The cause of Love’s Flow. I say this because faithful He has been Of all of my weaknesses, failures and Not once did He turn from me when All others chose not to be my friend. So, I will meet Him when life comes to its end.