Faith Attained

There are times life is long days, and dreary.
I’ve lived those days, others darker than some,
Where each attempt at joy I grew weary,
And the pain of heart and soul would nearly,
By darkness and deep sadness, be overcome.

During those times faith was faint, almost gone.
And, at times, I feared faith had left my heart,
But then someone, family, a friend, would phone
To assure me that I was not alone,
And daily to God their prayers impart.

It was the prayers of some faithful friend,
Whether that one be far from home or near,
Who also a kind word or card would send,
And turn me back when I would not spend
Faith on what I could not feel  nor hear.

The valley was deep, and went deeper still.
Yet God was with me, though not always felt.
So I determined once again, by will,
To allow my heart and soul God to fill,
And live my best the life I have been dealt.

I began the ascent from valley floor,
Realizing, somewhere along the steep way,
That mountain top came into view, and more,
For I could see where God had closed each door,
And kept my heart and soul with Him each day.

As I stood between valley and the top
I began to feel the strength gained down there.
And now, though I know I must never stop,
My climb, my journey to the mountain top,
I feel I must rest here, and live, and share.