I feel alone, Dear Lord, as I stare circumspectly into the night….
Despising this darkness, I yearn to …to prod it…to arrest it. to drive it on away,
It’s despondency, desperation, finality …cannot be cherished by me;
I feel its only sentinel poised here at the edge of night.
I stand alone, My Lord, wounded…confused…misguided.
In the grip of fear…dishearten…seeking the “true light”.
Miraculously, O Merciful God, You appear before me;
Compassionate…redeeming…comforting…
Your Spirit fills me ….thrills me! You alleviate my plight!
As the darkness eases effortlessly into the light
My heart takes wings….and soars…upwards climbing…reaching a new plateau.
For with the quickness of this brand new day,
Comes the opportunity…the potentially…the plausibility…
Of being in Your wonderful presence …once more.
Mrs. R. Fisher
Straight Gate Ministries
