Tears

Tears of joy,
     Tears of pain,
Tears of sorrow,
     and those of shame.
Frustrations build.
     I begin to weep.
I cry a river,
     and fall to sleep.

I want to trust You.
     You know what’s best.
Life’s difficulties,
     My mettle test.
My Lord and Savior,
     these trials I bear
They’re hard to deal with,
    And some days, I feel despair.

It's only through prayer,
     God’s love and his grace-
On these tough days,
     You’ll find a smile upon my face.
These little issues,
     Such minor things,
Each separately,
     Do not cause my hands to wring.
But piling up,
     They chip away
At my happiness,
     My joy each day-
Causing my blue skies
     to appear quite grey.

 It’s like the waves,
     that pound against the shore.
One after another,
     never ending,
          always one more.
Through the pounding-
    The crashing of the surf on the sand.
The powerful tide
     making it’s demand.
As the water recedes,
     A treasure’s left behind.
A seashell, so smooth,
     It’s been refined!
          All the sharp edges- now removed.

If I could see every day
     through God’s own eye,
I would understand
     all the reasons why!
but I can’t and I don’t-
     So place a label on me,
“Under construction“
     is what it should read.

God through the Holy Spirit
     is shaping- molding me,
So I can be with Him
     in Heaven for all eternity.
Lord, Please, give  me  courage
     to rise above
And share with others
     This message of hope- Jesus’ love.