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Sunday, January 3, 2010

A Walk along the Way

This is a poem I wrote to represent life's journey; our walk, our choices, our struggles, strengths and failures. I want to walk the path God has chosen for me but I fall short. I let life get me down. And then He gently reminds me who I am; who I am in Him. In Him, I can do ALL things because He gives me strength.

A Walk Along the Way:

She stepped out of her house and began her morning stroll.
As she was walking, she picked up a rock for all her unmet goals.
There was a Tree in the shade, a perfect place to find some rest.
Instead of rest, she picked up another rock to represent all her failed spirtual tests.


Going on still further, she came to a Stream. She didn't drink its Water; and neglected to refresh her soul,
but picked up a few more "burden" rocks. The weight now beginning to take its toll.
So focused on her failures, her shortcomings and her weight.
This little morning stroll proving to be more than she can take.


Only half way there to the Cross, the place she wants to go.
So far away it seems; an impossible uphill climb with all these rocks in tow.
Her muscles were straining. He legs were burning. There's no way this can be done.
And then He came to her and said, "My child, the battle's already won!"


"Where did you come from? I didn't hear you draw near."
"I've been here all along. I heard you cry. I collected all your tears."
"I didn't see you. You couldn't have been here with me today."
"I was the Tree, the Water, your conscious all along the way."


She began to cry. She felt so stupid, so useless. She felt like such a waste.
He wiped her eyes. "I wanted you to stop at that water, cup your hands and taste."
"When you were by the Tree, I wanted you to be still, and rest in my shade."
She looked up at Him with surprise and asked, "How can you help me with the messes that I have made?"


"Lord, I knew where I was going, but I am having trouble along the way home.
See, I am picking up these rocks and trying to fix my troubles on my own.
If I pick up all my problems and carry them everywhere with me.
Then they are tucked neatly away in this bag where noone else can see."


"May I have your bag of faults and failures. Your bag of bad memories?
I'd like to carry them for you and help you walk with ease."
"Why would you do that for me and what do you mean, the battles already won?
"Child, I AM who I AM. I Am Father, Spirit and Son."


"I died for all your failures, your sins to be precise.
I Am the only way up that hill. I'm the Way, the Truth and Life."
"As the shade Tree, child; you are the vine. I am the Tree.
I'll abide in you, if you'll just abide in Me."


"As the Water; come and taste. Let me satify your thirst.
Choose me! Stop picking up these rocks and just put me first."
"How can I say thank you? What can I do to show my praise?"
"Just keep walking with Me. Tell others and in all things, glorify my Name."


written by: Krista Hoggle
Have a nice walk today!


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