Apr 13, 2005 19:12
everyday i doubt things,
forget about things,
the things that he has done for me
the things that i haven't done for him.
the things that he has taken me from,
the things he has taken me far from.
the things of pain
the things of sorrow
the things of death.
everyday i see myself running, far from him.
everyday i close the door, but he is still behind me.
everyday i turn my head, but he is still by my side
everyday i turn my back from his eternal gift,
but everyday hes still holding onto my hand with all the love, and compasion within his grip.
thank you Jesus for being the only one that can truly be there.