Monday, June 27, 2011

illuminating light

Sometimes I wonder why me?
I am often sick and can't take care of family.
My faith faulters when faced with opposition.
I need to learn to take a different position; so my faith can grow in fruition.
Seeing isn't believing; believing is seeing.
Talents I posess, threaten me with unrest.
 I quiver at the thought of failure. And frighten the light away with doubt.
Someday I'll have it all figured out.
I can become more than I hoped I'd be, with the majesty of eternity.

By Chelsea Merkley June 26, 2011