I John 3:18

All original content copyright Jessica Nicole Schafer, 2007-2016.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

SOME HONESTY.

YOU SAID YOU’D ALWAYS BE HERE,
SO WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE YOU’RE GONE?
I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU TO COME BACK AGAIN,
FOR SO LONG-YET I’M STILL ALONE.

MY HEART, MY SOUL, LONGS FOR A CHANGE,
FOR GOOD NEWS TO TRAVEL HERE.
I LONG TO HEAR A JOYFUL NOISE
COME SWIFTLY TO MY EARS.

I SEE THE WIND CHANGING,
HOW I WISH IT WOULD CHANGE FOR ME-
I HOPE, I PRAY, I YEARN
FOR EVEN ONE YEAR OF JUBILEE.

LIFE LOOKS SO HOPELESS RIGHT NOW,
AS IF NOTHING WILL BE GOOD.
HOW I WISH YOU’D COME BACK
AND REDEEM THIS PLACE, AS YOU SAID YOU WOULD.

THERE IS NO ANSWER NOW, I KNOW.
I WILL NEVER FIND ONE HERE.
BUT I JUST WISH I COULD FEEL
YOUR SWEET PRESENCE DRAWING NEAR.

I STILL WAIT, I HOPE, I WONDER
IF THINGS WILL TAKE A TURN-
OR WILL THINGS CONTINUE
TO JUST CRASH AND BURN?

I KNOW SOMETIMES YOU DO THINGS,
REGARDLESS OF HOW WE PRAY-
SO HOW DO YOU DECIDE THOSE THINGS,
CAN’T YOU MAKE THEM GO AWAY?

BECAUSE SOMETIMES, LORD, THE PAIN-
THE GRIEF, THE HEARTACHE, AND THE SORROW
MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I REALLY DON’T
WANT TO BE HERE TOMORROW.

AND THERE ARE DAYS I DON’T KNOW
WHAT TO DO-OR EVEN WHAT TO SAY-
I JUST WANT ALL THE HURTING OF THIS
LIFE TO GO AWAY.

YOU SAID WHEN YOU WALKED HERE
“THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN IS AT HAND,”-
SO WHY CAN’T WE SEE THE GOOD SOMETIMES,
I DON’T UNDERSTAND.

ALL I CAN DO IS WAIT,
AS I’VE DONE SO MANY TIMES BEFORE-
UNTIL I SEE A GLIMPSE OF HOPE
COME THROUGH AN OPEN DOOR.

SO I WAIT HERE LISTENING TO THE WIND
BLOW GENTLY THROUGH THE TREE
AND HOPE THAT IT’S NOT TRUE-
THAT YOU’VE NEVER REALLY LEFT ME.

JESSICA SCHAFER 03-02-08

1 comment:

Andrea said...

That is beautiful! That is funny, My husband likes to write poems sometimes too and he wrote a new one last night. Love you!