Divine Companion
Some years ago, I had a lonely time.
It seemed my friends were dropping
like dead flies.
One died. One moved. One drifted far
away.
And one pursued some new
relationships.
The Lord reminded me of Shannon
Creek.
My childhood years, my parents ran a
park,
a place where folks had fun in Snannon Creek.
And even when the pretty park closed
down,
all of us neighborhood kids would
play there.
The old abandoned park with broken bridge
was where I liked to go as moody teen.
One particular wintry New Year’s Eve,
my three best friends went off and
left me home.
I sat on the old crumbling bridge
and watched
the ice, the twigs, the brown dead leaves
rush past.
I heard His voice above my heavy
thoughts.
“I want to be with you my precious
child.”
Though none on earth wanted to be with
me,
the God who made the universe so
did.
He cleared the way so I could be
with Him.
At home, I celebrated with my King.
I read fourteen to seventeen of
John.
Christ’s friends were sad that he
would go away.
Abide in me, He said, so you’ll bear
fruit.
He wants to hang out with each one of
us.
So God reminded me of this again.
Instead of grumbling, thank Him for His
love.
He paid it all for us to come to
Him.
Don’t wait until you’re down and
feeling blue.
Enjoy your friends, let Him fulfill your life.
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