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Feb 2013
I ran from God.
But did I really?
I hid from God?
But did I really?

Similar to the two in the garden that tried to hide.
He knew their existence from the start.
Even, when He asked, where art thou?

I blame God.
Hadn't we all?
When in truth , it's by his plans things are done.

I told off God.
But did I really?
His patience with us sustain our hearts.
He teaches us to keep it together.
When we're falling apart.

I said I hated God.
But do I really?

When things don't go right.

We seek someone to blame.
And since he's the creator of all things.
We used him to fall apart too.

Do I really hate God?
Not in the least.
He has been so very good to me.

Do I really blame God?
Not one bit.
He has comforted me through storms.

Did I really run from Him?
Only in my mind.
For, wherever I went.
God was there all the time.

My friend.
My protector.
My guide.
My spiritual force father.

Who I personally run too?
When I need strength to remain strong.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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