By Kathryn Taylor
He’s knockin’ on my door
And He wants in…
Oh, how can I trust a man again?…
“I want you to trust,” He says to me-
“But, they’ve all let me down…
can’t you see!!”
He said, “I know… I was there…
It hurt me, too…
When I saw what they did,
I cried with you…
I was there…
Don’t you remember our talks??
Keeping company on quiet, long walks….
I’m sorry, dear, but they have free will….
Why…. even me… they wanted to kill !
Remember, I am the Way,The Truth, and Life…
Don’t give up because of your strife!
I love you forever…. Hold on to that!
I want you in my fold… please come back!
I was rejected by many as well….
What do you say?…. Please! Come tell.”
Well…I couldn’t speak…
Nor could I cry….
But, as I looked into His eyes,
I could see His abounding love,
Sent from His Father from above...
He was mine….. paid for and free-
All I had to do was let Him be
Back in my heart…. where I’d asked Him to come
When I was still able to trust someone-
“Oh Lord…I come to You as a child.”
“Now you’ve got it!!” Jesus said and smiled-
I imagined myself running into His embrace,
As He gladly welcomed me through His grace-
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