Lord, I Could Use Some HelpA Poem by free2bmeMy grown children had a tough time understanding the changes I went through after the man I had dated for four years strangled me. I knew I had to fight for what was right. My children just wanted their mother back the way she used to be. They are the reaLord, I Could Use Your Help Please protect and guide me, In the steps along the way, Help me in this walk, Through yet another day. It’s clear You are leading me, Down this path, for this cause, But Lord just for a moment, Can I take a little pause? If it were just for me to bare, The embarrassment and shame, I would proudly march forward, In Your holy precious name. To try and do Your will, Is where I want to stay, But to fight the war ahead, At what price will I pay? I admit to knowing little, Of our justice system laws, And I pray for no more hurt, When I step into its halls. Please remember this, My path here is brand new, And to cause my children pain, Would kill my soul to do. Lord, I ask You for one thing, If it’s Your will I walk this path, Let things become more easy, So they only see me laugh. For their eyes have only seen, The bitterness, hurt, and pain, Please be gentle in Your judging, And on my shoulders lay the blame. I taught them very young in life, To follow Christian ways, Hoping they would follow them, Through all their earthly days. For each night as we tucked in, I taught them how to pray, And how living in God’s will, Made life easier day to day. They quote the versus back to me, Time and time again, So how am I to teach them, Doing right doesn’t mean win? Through our recent past, This was thrown into our face, Wrong isn’t always punished, And right won’t win the case. I make this one request, Your strength carrying me through, I need to know, My Lord, That my children understand too. I crave their understanding, Their humor, love, and grace, For the obstacles ahead, Are more than most ever face. Let them feel Your presence, In what I say and do, Let them know You are leading, And I’m just following through. So if it be Your will Lord, This cup that I’m to bare, Please give me the comfort, That my children will be there. Amen
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4 Reviews Added on February 5, 2008 Authorfree2bmeTXAboutI am a survivor of intimate partner violence. The healing road back has been long with many mountains and valleys. But...it is getting better all the time. I poured my pain and anger into my poetry. I.. more..Writing
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