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Things I am thankful for. A poem about how hopeless life can feel and how God's love can give the hope back.

Submitted: December 21, 2006

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Submitted: December 21, 2006



The other day, secretly I cried,

Saddened, over things

I am not able buy.

It has been four years

I've been out of jail,

And all I have to show for it

Is a 95 Camaro with a few dents,

Bad credit, back child support,

Two dogs, and a house I rent.

I want to reach...for the stars,

But my future seems dim with doubt,

A feature, I feel, I could do without.

I buy my children things,

Hoping to give...some happiness

To reduce the embarassment,

Of the life Ihavelived.

I tried to look toward a future,

And I see no joy.

Just two girls and two boys,

Each birthday, each holiday,

Receiving less and lesstoys.

I thought to myself,

"What if I had never gone to jail?"

Then God spoke to my spirit and said,

"You'd be in a cell, praying for mail,

Waiting for cards and pictures.

Hoping that on my day-Christmas-

Your children understand why daddy

Is not home to give them kisses."

The Lord said to me,

"Look at all your friends-in jail or dead-

Wishing to be where you are,

Crying in your own bed.

You're Missing things you don't really need,

Not fully understanding

That even though it's my day coming,

I give YOU, My greatest gift-ME."

The joy that filled my heart

Overflowed my soul to the point,

I had to preach.

I looked to the stars,

I said "thank you Lord",

Then I reached.

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