The Way Forward / Poem

I don’t often think of Eden

But I do think of tenderness, and what we lost.

What we try and fill ourselves with.

When I wanted my life to start

I thought it would follow my surely-perfect plan.

But God knew what I couldn’t miss.

I thought of holding onto this

The disappointment that can turn a heart to stone.

But hard prayers are better than pride.

I asked God to build me a home

With trees outside the windows but light shining through.

I enter each room like a child.

I showed God the things that still hurt

Hiding my weakness from Him hurt me anyway.

I turn my face to the Lord, and shine.

I walk along this narrow path

But it no longer seems lonely as it once did.

For I know Jesus Christ is mine.