Sunday, March 18, 2012

Mistakes

     I hate the feeling I have inside when I make mistakes.  I know it well, because I have made plenty of them. It's a yucky wormy feeling that consumes me.  I keep thinking over and over every detail of what I should have done instead of what I did.

     Because I am so experienced in this, I have learned a few things over the years that have helped.  First, I repent instantly, repair, replace, apologize what ever it takes to get over it.  I totally cover in my mind everything that shouldn't have been done, or said, or didn't do, or didn't say and make sure I rehearse how it should have been handled.  Then I try really hard to not allow the energy to go over and over the yuck, but to put it to constructive use, in the repairing process.

     Years ago, a friend of mine made a big mistake.....major.  I felt so bad for my friend, that it started to consume me, I felt the pain and the anguish to the point that I could hardly sleep at night.  In the middle of the 3rd night I woke and wrote this poem:

Mistakes

Terrible mistakes.
Mistakes
I  can't erase.
I've begged forgiveness
It's not accepted
I'm rejected.
I'm sick inside
I want to die.
I'm humiliated and alone
No one understands my pain
I'll never be the same.

I care!
You are my child
I can heal you
 It will take awhile.
I'm beside you
Take my hand
I'll show you what to do.

Turn to me
don't stay away.
I hold the keys
that turn night into day.

Can you feel me?
I'm your best friend.
Knock down your walls
and let me in.
Just give me a chance
I'm here for you
I know how you feel
I've been there too-

Let me take over
you can't do it alone.
Pain and suffering
is what I have known.

I can mend
I can heal
I can make you whole
I am real.

I am your Savior
you are my son.
The price has been paid
Your're free to come.

I am the warm coat
on a stormy day.
Please let me stay.

I am the pillow that comforts your
head and gives you rest.
Let me be your guest.

I am the food that feeds your soul
when there is no other.
I am your brother.

I am the shoes that protect your 
feet from the journey.
You needn't worry.

I am the breeze that cools you 
from the blistering heat.
I'll guide your feet.

I am the sun that brings light
into your life.
Please
 let me in.

I am the rainbow that can bring
hope of a better day.
Just look my way.

I am the water that quenches
your thirst after being without.
Don't doubt.

I am the arms that cradle you
when there is no one.
It can be done.

I am your counselor who
knows your broken heart.
I'll never part.

I am the Father that will
say all the right words.
I'm yours.

I am the I Am
and I am here for you
My door is always open.
Please open yours too.

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