This winding road I've traveled,
Once forgotten, twice removed.
Has left its mark upon my heart
Lost among the shadows, clouded by the dark.

This winding road has made familiar
Each trial I've had to bear,
Each turn a passing ray of light
Embracing me with care.

This winding road I look for
Each day I hasten now my pace
To quickly find the matter,
The secret to the race.

This winding road a test for me
To answer to the call.
God calls fourth his mighty army
To give witness to it all.

This winding road a straighter path
Familiar now it seems,
Not so deeply meant to be
A puzzlement for me.

The Lord saw a  Woman one day and whispered in her ear.
Take this child and raise it, teach him all he'll need to know,
Teach him love, hope and kindness as the days pass and he starts to grow.
Raise him in the church, he said, so he'll know that God is the way
And when trouble comes or life's destiny calls, he'll hold fast to the Lord and pray.

Then came the Lord again twice more and whispered what he did before.
Each time she took another child raising it no different from the one she bore.
The years past, the children grew, and the Lord came once again.
This time he came to take a child and the mother did bare much pain.

"Why take my child?", the mother cried, "I've done all that you've asked."
The Lord replied, "I knew you would 'twas why I chose you for the task."
" You've taught him well and fed his soul with goodness and with love."
" But his pure heart could last no longer save in the kingdom above."

" And though his loss may sadden your heart for all the days he's gone,
Take what you gave to this child for yourself to carry-on."
" Keep your heart as pure as his was in the days in which he lived
And one day I'll come back for you and we all in the kingdom shall live."

My father in heaven watch over me
And forgive me for  all the wrong you see.
I've tried my best to live my life right
To try and make my light shine bright.

I know there is more that I could do
To make  you say, "I am proud of you."
But help me Lord to do all I can
To be much better than I am.

I know you'd want much more than this
And with your help I could fulfill this wish.
For I'm only human with few words to say
And this poem is just one way I pray.

To me it means much more than words alone
When it can be engraved into plaque or stone,
But it plays even a more important part,
When words of prayer can be engraved into your heart.

Through God's grace I have been redempted,
By his love I am made to be free.
He looked inside my soul
And blew the breath in me.

He blew for my salvation
All the world will come to know
That my Lord is the Master,
The keeper of my soul.

He never lets us fall
Nor ever be alone.
He graced by Love and Angel,
One of my very own.

No matter where life may lead me,
He's always by my side.
A past once filled with sorrow,
Forever will be glad.

Tangerine sunsets of skies that weep
Tenderly lulling souls to sleep.
Hazing memories fade softly away
As twilight ends the course of day.

Temptations lose their wielding power
As the last drops of sand close the hour.
Salvation pleas lost in air
From pleading voices in despair.

Like painted pictures changing hue,
Life alters state too cold, cold blue.
To recreate its form first knew
And return to earth, vained residue.

As curtains rise on death's first show,
To bask in life's after-glow,
Cries and curses cut the air
With yearning hearts in earnest prayer.

Then placed in waiting eternal beds
To rest among familiar heads.
Where whales of longing slowly cease
And tired souls find Crimson peace.

Peace and  mercy share our sorrow,
Heaven open up your gates,
When our loved ones make their final steps,
We give their souls for you to take.
Amen

When temptation takes my mind
And all the world is sinking sand
On the solid rock I stand.
Dear Lord Jesus hold my hand
Lead me to that Holy Land,
Make my Journey God's Demand
For my Soul to take a stand,
At thy table I find the Lamb
Break bread with me.
Amen