May 28, 2008

May 28, 2008
I didn’t realize my grip was so tight
I had wanted it so long
Now I finally had it
For dear life I hung on
It was such a glass of cold water
Strong wind in my sails
A warm hug, a firm embrace
By comparison everything pales
I’m not leaving, No I’m not
I folded my arms to my chest
Why would I want better
When I already had best
Would you consider?
The words stung my ears
No I won’t, not at all.
I looked out the window, through tears.
Why God, why this too.
The one thing I want for mine.
Can’t I keep it, Can’t I stay?
Everything’s going so fine.
But you Lord are my Lord,
So I’ll hold out my fist.
If you want me to let go…
Help me loosen my grip.
As I prayed my heart warmed…
to the idea of letting go
The Lord is my Lord
He’s my one true Home
And so indeed He helped me
I held out an open palm
Take it Lord if that’s your will
My heart finally calm
The tears still came though
Letting go isn’t easy nor fun
But above all I just wanted
His perfect will to be done
And now I look forward
To whatever lies ahead
Anticipating, excited.
In faith I take my first step

by Kelli Whisenhunt