Saturday, September 19, 2009

Patient One 9-19-09



FOR MANY YEARS they crowded me,
they grew so very tall -
for You, my Lord, had stunted me,
created me so small.

They pushed me off and stole the sun
and rose up to the sky...
but every year You held me down
and I had wondered why.

The winds and rain blew very hard,
beneath them I was crushed -
and You, my Lord, had gone away.
My every scream was hushed.

For many years this happened
and they ignored my plea -
and You, my Lord, seemed not to care
when they would laugh at me.

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So many years have passed since then,
a hundred years or so -
yet You, my Lord, answered my prayers
as patience helped me grow.

A million weeds had laughed at me -
yet long ago they passed.
But You, dear Lord, protected me,
just as my prayers had asked.

For many years this little tree
was pushed around by weed -
but oh, dear Lord, You strengthened me
and met my every need.

And now today, I tower high.
I'm seen for many miles -
but oh, dear Lord, You taught me well,
and humbled all my smiles.

©2009 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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Psalm 37:7 (NASB) Rest in the LORD and wait patiently for Him; Do not fret because of him who prospers in his way, Because of the man who carries out wicked schemes.

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