A Gift

Are you expecting something that you can hold? The gift that I’m referring to is a lovely poem and I’m sharing it.

The thought of it suits me of what I feel now. A friend of mine asked me to view something and I found it great. I did some sort of reading and thought of posting it. It’s entitled A Gift Wrapped Presence authored by Noela-Anne Driver

How many of us fail the climb

How many of us fall

As we seek the truth inside our selves

We shrink and grow so small

I asked you Jesus son of God

To guide me all the way

With faith we need to make us strong

& words we need to say

Oh No.. my Father God please help, I stumbled….. YET again

And still you’re there to wipe our tears & pick us up ….Again…….

I pray for you to take my soul my spirit & my life

I ask you for the blood you gave to purify from strife

You gave me love & fed me scriptures needed to indulge

So take my baby hand my Lord & heal me of my scars

Your love is over whelming the truth is in its light

A guiding star that never fades you’re always in my sight

I felt you Jesus Son Of God please take me in your arms

And wash my sins & baptized me For I will do no wrongs

My learning curves & obstacles are fewer every day

As miracles and Holy love Lord shine & lead the way

It’s a flower glazed by sunlight or a smile from an unknown being

It’s the way you gently wrapped your presence as a gift to me unseen

It’s the way you always love me….even when I sometimes fall

And knowing in the darkest night, You answer to my call