Life's Challenges - Poems - Suffering

Dark Tunnel

I wish I could see the light beyond this dark tunnel I'm in
Conflicting emotions I experience within.
I don't know how to go on but I know I must
I can only depend on God for in HIM I trust.

Friends and families comfort and encourage me
They help me see the brighter side of life.
I really appreciate all they've done
During my darkest hours and strife.

But for now I can't deny
The pain that I'm feeling inside
Maybe someday I shall soon forget
This hurt that I'm trying to hide...

God, I know I should put my faith in You
And place in your hands everything I do....
Wipe away the tears within
Help me see the light beyond this dark tunnel I'm in...

Author Unknown

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Stepping Stones

The Lord came to me like a dream one day and asked, "Why do
you sorrow?"

I answered, "Lord my life is so full of pain, I can't face one
more tomorrow."

The Lord sat down beside me, and gently took my hand. He said,
"Let Me explain to you, and then you'll understand. Each sorrow
is a stepping stone you must surmount each day, And every stepping
stone you climb is a sorrow that's passed away."

"The road of life is a mountainside, with crevices in which to be
caught, But as you struggle on your way, I, the Rock, will lend
support. Every stepping stone you climb, makes spirit and heart grow
strong. Exercising character and faith, this road seems painful and long."

"The way is paved with stepping stones, to uplift your heart and soul,
Though difficult, they aid your way, to a City paved with gold. I know
that you are tired, for I, too, have walked this way, My sorrows did
they multiply, but I cleared many stones away. I left My Rock to lift
you up, I left behind My story, To give you strength to make your climb,
to that special place in glory. And never fear, the Rock is here, you'll
never climb this mountain alone. Surmount life's sorrows, continue on,
for they are but stepping stones."

Author Unknown

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Healed and Whole

One day I dug a little hole
and put my hurt inside
I thought that I could just forget
I'd put it there to hide.
But that little hurt began to grow
I covered it every day
I couldn't leave it and go on
It seemed the price I had to pay.
My joy was gone, my heart was sad
Pain was all I knew.
My wounded soul enveloped me
Loving seemed too hard to do.
One day, while standing by my hole
I cried to God above
And said, "If You are really there --
They say, You're a God of love!"
And just like that -- He was right there
And just put His arms around me
He wiped my tears, His hurting child
There was no safer place to be.
I told Him all about my hurt
I opened up my heart
He listened to each and every word
To every sordid part.
I dug down deep and got my hurt
I brushed the dirt away
And placed it in the Master's hand
And healing came that day.
He took the blackness of my soul
And set my spirit FREE!
Something beautiful began to grow
Where the hurt used to be.
And when I look at what has grown
Out of my tears and pain
I remember every day to give my hurts to Him
And never bury them again.

Author Unknown

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The Source Is You

It's night, O Lord, please hear my call;
I know You want my very all. But wells are
deep; how can you give. The wordless pain
in which you live.!

It's night, O Lord, be swift to hear; To
bring relief for falling tears. Needless
pain, don't let it be; But healing pain,
to set me free.

Be still, My child; My whispers hear.
Lean hard, My child; come very near. This
well so deep with suffering filled must
empty first, till all is still.

I'll take the hurt; I'll take the strife;
In hands so strong I'll hold your life.
I'll fill the well with heaven's gain,
When you, My child, give Me the pain.

I'll take it, mold it, make it Mine;
Transform it then to love divine. Turn
sorrow into fullest joy far greater
than earth's brightest toy.

For toys of earth cannot compare. With
Christ your Lord, so real, so fair. He,
Christ alone, demands your all. Give Me
that pain, He softly calls.

I shrink, then reach with outstretched
hand; Dredged of self, alone to stand.
Then from the depths of Love so true.
The well is filled again, anew.

This time it's not with pain and me,
But Christ my all, my joy to be. To
depths before unknown I climb, His
peace, His joy, His life all mine.

For pain so deep, felt all alone, Is
fertile ground for Love - His own!
Love that fills and meets life's need;
O deep, deep well, I'm rich indeed.

Filled up with Him, His love alone;
His way revealed; His glory shone. O
well of deep, dark yesterday; Embrace
the joy He gives today.

O, night, no longer fear your dark; He
stills the aching, struggling heart.
And from that heart -- life's deepening
well, Comes love to share; rich joy
to tell.

O, night, give way to endless day..!
I've found His depths, His highest
way..! O, night, give way to morning's
dew; The well is deep; The source is
YOU!

Author Unknown

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