Journey

[Honeylioness]

JOURNEY


Our lives are a journey,
winding over and around the hills and valleys
of experience.

At times the hills seem like unscaleable mountains,
strewn with boulders too big for us.

Endless valleys take us so deep, we see
only walls in every direction.

But his promise remains …. “I will never leave or forsake you”.

The moment comes when we recognize the rocky walls
for what they are …..

His strong hand, holding us safe.

His love=scars enclose our valleys.

He has been there before us and truly knows the way.

And when at last, our journey’s end unfolds,
we will move from the protection of His hand
to the joy of His presence forever!

Our journey is over …. Our lives begin.



~ Rebecca Dawson
17 September 1991

[angelc]

One suggestion, line beginning:
And when at least; least should be changed to last, to read: And when at last (if you take out the e, it would read last.) Otherwise, it is a wonderful and uplifting poem, and it shows where my sweet friend Becky is now. Bless her memory, bless you for publishing her writings. I hear her voice many times and keep a picture of her on a picture on computer desk. Blessings, Melissa.