He meets us

Humbly I asked, "Where is your heart?"

"My sweet friend, I dont know where to start!"

"I was lost, surrounded by trees,

Eventually I found water and fell to my knees.

I was sore and needed refreshment,

My burdens ached, loneliness beckoned.

I had none to say 'Where should we go?'

But only the birds, as they saw me grow.

Though as I picked myself up off the ground,

A washing breeze came as a sound.

A presence of peace washed over my face,

A knowing of hope took place.

I knew not who had sent the message,

But it was then, that I saw my wreckage.

In control, I saw the hole,

Repentant and sorrowful.

'Oh Lord is this you?

Please take me back, I thought I knew!'

In a moment of despair,

All was attoned with repair.

The gaping hole was filled,

My Savior came, His love was spilled.

My eyes then opened in awe.

The light, I then saw.

As I sprinted down the path He said,

'I am always with you, It is you who fled.'"