The Climb

I was cleaning house today and ran across this poem I wrote 2/16/93 and it reminded me of Clay's lesson Sunday at Barefoot Church. I hope it provides some encouragement.

Lord, sometimes I might be selfish
When I come to you in prayer.
It may seem all I talk about
Is all my earthly cares.

So now I want to take the time
To give you all my heart
And tell you that I'm thankful
For the blessings you impart.

I realize I'm blessed
By the mountains that you give,
And every blessing from you
Helps me a better life to live.

I love you for the sunshine
And I love you for the rain --
I love you in times of joy
As well as times of pain.

I know they're all blessings
Though sometimes I don't show it.
Lord, help me more often
To show that I know it.

Sometimes I realize
We're strongest when weak.
Sometimes I forget
and long for that peak.

Lord, help me to know
That the valleys I need
To climb the tall mountains
With any good speed.

Times may seem hard
And we wish for the grand
Lord, help me to remember
To hold to your hand.

For your hands are strong
Even when mine are weak
And with your help and love
I know I'll reach the peak.