Pull through

Eleven years old... I was frightened, confused, searching.

My first prayer. I came to you, you were there

and I pulled through.

Fourteen years old... angry, lost, lonely, frustrated.

The pain of a broken family, the loneliness of my adolescence.

I came to you, you gave to me my testimony.

and I pulled through.

Sixteen years old... receiving an answer to a prayer not yet uttered.

A decision that you knew was right, that would start my journey through life.

I prayed for strength, you gave me courage, understanding

and I pulled through.

Seventeen... heart broken, lonely, struggling, afraid, so lost

You answered me in dream.

My life regained meaning... you sent to me a friend.

I pulled through.

Eighteen.... drowning, gasping, spiritually dying, giving up

I no longer came to you, you were no longer with me.

Believing I was alone.... wanting to be with you.

A lesson was taught, one that will forever remain.

A lesson was learned.

I pulled through

Nineteen.... a light appears, a glimmer of hope, love

I found you... I came back, realizing that you had never gone far.

lonely, friendless, lost, but stretching forward.

You send me love.

I push it away, you send it back.

I come to you... and receive an answer that was not the plan

Twenty.... in love, struggling, questioning, lonely

you send me home,

and a gift.

I'm pulling through.

Twenty one.... are you with me still?

struggling to see the plan that is there for me.

My eyes are shut, why won't they open?

Why do I not see? Why do I not savor?

what do i do now?

how do i let go? and let you?

help me in my struggle.

I'm at the bottom.......

I'm coming to you,

please come to me....

please,

pull me through.