My Savior

This is a poem that I wrote when I was preparing a talk for sacrament meeting before Richard and I got married. I thought that it would be a good idea to make it the first poem that I share here.

My Savior

He is there

When I am alone

and I am afraid;

When I am hurt

and all seems lost

He is there

When in my pain

I wish for death

But find no end

He is there

Lifting me

in my despair

and frees me

From the shadows

He is there

Helping me

To Carry On

When I

Don’t think I can

He is there

And in my darkest night

It is He

Who shows me

Where I can find the Light

He is there

When in my weakness

I stumble

Fall

and cannot move

He is there

Lifting me

And it is He

Who carries me

He is there

My comfort

Strength

Who frees my soul

And lets me breath again

He is my Savior

My healer

My friend

Sarah

My beautiful little girl will be three months old on Tuesday. I can't believe she's getting so big! She's also started blowing raspberries, though I haven't heard her do that for about a week now. I have heard her giggle a couple times now and it is adorable. :D  Richy and I had to take her to get shots a couple days ago so she's been a bit cranky and my father-in-law isn't supposed to change her diapers for a few weeks.  I am glad that Sarah will be protected from some pretty awful diseases.