Weeping

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Hear I am weeping contemplating life 

 

Things were done, and shall be done

 

My children, my wife

 

The friend you are to me, I shouldn't be afraid...

 

Maybe the time will tarry?

 

But I will not be a slave. 

 

To fall at the last hurdle 

 

Although it maybe high

 

Chosen to give my life to you...

 

So, hear I am.

 

I cry

 

How hard was it to say those words, Man, I must be dumb

 

To face the fate, with open arms:

 

Your will, not mine, be done.

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  • arqios

    Toughest words to utter from the heart and the willπŸ•ŠπŸ™πŸ»

    • 2781

      Yep, it's all the way

      • arqios

        IndeedπŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

      • sorenbarrett

        Pride keeps us from saying or even doing many things that we feel but do not want to admit to others. A lovely poem of acknowledgement

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Ooh. I feel the pain in your words my friend. I had a crying/praying session like this recently. Powerful stuff, especially in light of the last line/prayer's importance in the Garden of Gethsemane. Well done! πŸŒΉπŸ‘

        • 2781

          I'm like the rest of us. When confronted with fears, we all want an easy way out.
          That's where our faith gets challenged.
          Good news is- all his promises are yes and amen!

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Amen to that, my friend! A blessed Holy Week to you!

          • Tony36

            BRAVO

          • Abdullah123

            A wonderful write deserving of a fav; I just LOVE the last few lines

          • Goldfinch60

            Very emotive words 2781 but something will happen to bring joy to your life.

            Andy

            • 2781

              Prophetic Andy!
              Today was spectacular.

            • rrodriguez

              No need to cry... You're doing His will, and that will give you strength. Well done!



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