Just Me and God

The first thing I want to share is this poem that I wrote when I was fourteen. I remember the night I wrote it very clearly. It was during a thunderstorm, and I laid on the sodden ground and welcomed the rain with open arms. After being outside for half an hour I went inside the house soaked to the bone. This is what the Lord gave me that night.

Just me and God

By Emily Kruse

The rain and the breeze

The wind and the leaves

Just me and God

Up in the trees

Leaves and their sound

Crickets on the ground

Just me and God

No other soul to be found

Sound of my tears

Gathered over the years

Just me and God

Fighting my fears

Confusion at hand

Troubles like sand

Just me and God

Something is planned

With a hand of grace

 I see the saviors face

 Just me and God

Descending at a steady pace

The rain has ceased

The wind decreased

Just me and God

My soul released

Asleep on his shoulder

He is my molder

Just me and God

He is my life's holder

(Photo Courtesy of J. Scott Bovitz)