Forgive

Forgive

By

Mollie Lyon

Forgive Jesus, forgive Jesus. Wow!

He sends me into storms.

I see Him walk on water.

He is always with me.

Winds howl, rain floods my eyes

I can't see Jesus. I can't see Him.

Does He sneak up behind in the wind and the storm?

Is He sleeping on the boat?

He said He would never leave me

Nor forsake me, yet, do I feel He has

When I'm blinded by it all?

I don't acknowledge that doubt.

I blame His imperfect followers.

I blame myself.

I can't blame the Savior.

Yet, I do, down in my soul.

Lord, don't leave me,

Like you left the demoniac

After delivering him.

You haven't take me to Paradise

“Today, you will be with Me.”

When life was so hard I wanted to go.

When Dad died, I, like Martha,

Scolded You, “If only You had been here.”

Why didn't You answer those prayers?

I skirted around the Bible answers.

I felt hollow with those.

Why can't I be in Paradise?

Why no rapture to keep Mom from death?

We fear the moment we die

Not the moment after.

I push these questions down,

Down, down deep.

I believe You. I believe

“Lo, I am with you always.”

I know You promised trials

You promise. The one promise

I bitterly remind all, we can count on.

I seek answers to my comfort.

I know, “Count it all joy.” these trials.

I know. I know. I know.

Even though I walk through the Valley

-of death

-of doubt

-of unforgiving

-of misfortune

-of disappointment

You are with me,

Your rod to tap me

Your staff to guide me

You do no wrong, but I felt wronged.

“Lord, if only You had...”

If only You had shown up.

If only Your people could read my mind.

If only You tapped their shoulders to pay attention to my plight.

In the beautiful fight.

The fight began before I was born

And will continue until that bright victorious morn.

And Jesus shows forgiveness

He washes dirty feet

He hung from a shameful cross.

“Father, forgive them,

For they know not what

They do.”

And I must follow You

In forgiving as You forgave.