I let myself Down again this time. I’ll just let it go, Step back across the line, And let myself learn. If I never did What I regret I doubt I’d get rid Of what I’ve let set. Oh, I really wish My mouth was smaller, Good will was taller, Ego much shorter, Mercy much larger, Anger non-existent, Faith much, much bolder, And worry so much weaker. But this is who I am: Just a teenage girl Struggling through life, Reaching for the pearl That I know I will Eventually hold At the very end, When I’m in God’s hold; His arms wrapped tight. Because despite all these vices, He loves me the same. Though I still may not please Myself or others And so often I’m Lying somewhere on the ground. Still He chooses to love me so. We all struggle And everyone fails at so much, But he doesn’t let us go As He gives us His touch. I get overwhelmed, But I’ve still never been Given an ounce more Than I knew could hold. So I’ll just hold on And just keep reaching For that distant pearl As life keeps teaching.
–Written by Sandy Heights
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