(Galatians 5:22,23)
I’ve always had a hard time
Being thankful for the storm even though it washed away all the debris I collected in my life.
I’ve always had a hard time
Being grateful for the rain although it cooled earth’s rising heat that had sautéed the wrong with the right.
I’ve always had a hard time
Being thankful for the wind. It always seemed to blow away that one thing to which I desperately clung.
I’ve always had a hard time
Enjoying the sun. It glared so brightly in my eyes as I reviewed for the last time everything wrong in my life.
I’ve always had a hard time
Being comfortable in crowded places;
Although, when I was alone I couldn’t find peace.
I’ve always had a hard time
Being happy with a silent night but, I complained that life’s bustle didn’t give me a chance to renew my spirit.
I’ve always had a hard time accepting assistance.
I told myself that nothing could be that simple, no one that caring.
I’ve always had a hard time.
I’ve always had a hard time.
Why have I had such a hard time?
It isn’t that I don’t believe
That God can, and God will remove all injustice and replace it with love.
It isn’t that I don’t believe
That life won’t always seem so stormy,
So wrong, so confusing, or so long.
It isn’t that I don’t believe
That God can remove all doubt,
Remove all worry and provide perfect peace.
It isn’t that I don’t believe
That God is the author of joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.
It isn’t that I don’t believe
That life’s pleasures are my gifts to claim.
It’s just that I had a hard time letting go and letting God.
I’ve always had hard times, or so I believed
Especially when I focused on the trials, and not the victories.
But, when I finally let God take control
I understood how much better life could be,
How much brighter, how much sweeter.
When I let God take control;
When I learned to listen, to lean, and trust in God.
I realized that one day there would be no more hard times.