Poetry

It’s Up to Me

March 27, 1988
 
Dear Jesus, I need your help
My life is so full of stress
I don't feel your love anymore
I don't have your happiness
 
I want to give up
Go back to my old ways
Forget about you Jesus
And just pass the days
 
I tried it for a while
Living in unforgiven sin
But I was so unhappy
There seems to be no way to win
 
I can't be a good daughter
Or be happy doing it the world's way
I tried living in both
Living like this I could not stay
 
I am so afraid to go totally for God
I want to have lots of friends
Yet I want to give my life to Jesus
And be able to go where He sends
 
It appears to be so easy
But my flesh is weak
My desires are all wrong
It is Jesus I want to seek
 
I remember what it was like
To be totally with my Lord
Why is it so hard to go back?
Or just simply read His word?
 
So many excuses I have made
Yet He is my very own Daddy!!
The Almighty, the King of Kings
Why do I make it such a tragedy?
 
I have free will
It's up to me
I pray to Father for help
So that I might be able to see
 
Help me to stand up so strong
In your most glorious light
To have such faith
To survive and win the fight
 
©Jennifer Wallace 2020

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