Rumaging Through Drawers

It's funny the things you find when you clean out old drawers. I haven't been home but for 3 busy days since May so you can just imagine the things I forgot I had tucked away.

This morning while going through a sort of "memory drawer" if you will, I came across a poem I wrote just before I turned 14. I think many of us go through that poet stage, or perhaps the more modern version may be the dark music and always wearing hoodies with the hood up, but either way I was amused to find it amongst the dried corsages, faded notes, and ink stained yearbooks, so in a moment I'll share.

I actually read this at the "East Coast Coffee House" New Years celebration at church my freshman year of high school during the talent sharing part of the evening, which is funny as I stopped by with Madison this year and listened to drums and raps and songs by the current batch of high schoolers. I'd be far too embarrassed to share something now, so I can appreciate that my friends had the guts I lacked to make me get up there 6 years ago. Well, with no further ado, the original version of that poem:

With Your hands I can move any mountain
By Your strength cast it into the sea
By Your map travel the roads of life
And give my life as an offering

What point is there to selfish living?
It attains only temporary pleasure
I cannot be judged by worldly standard
For You've made me Your special treasure

As an heir to a glorious kingdom
My citizenship is not of this earth
I'll be judged by my heavenly Father
And not by my worldly worth

As I look around in wonder
At the creations of Your mighty hand
It continually fills me with awe
At how incredibly blessed I am

I'm not stuck to my sinning nature
It was paid for long ago
Instead filled with the King of creation
A king I am thankful to know

The very voice that commands the Heavens
Also whispers in my ear
Whether through your word or a circumstance
It is the voice I am glad to hear

Not always do You tell me what I want
But what I want is rarely for my best
You know all of my desires
And supply me with true happiness

You shield me with Your arms
In desperate hours of need
And I know You are always guiding me
As long as I trust and believe