Forgive Jesus
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.
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