His Hand on My Shoulder

While I have another blog, I did not feel right putting these more reflective poems intermixed with the sometimes non-PC poems I post on that site so I have started this new blog just for the change of pace. I will start with the older poems and work my way forward. I will attempt to add another poem each week - maybe two on a good week. Please feel free to comment and to share these with anyone you please.

His Hand On My Shoulder

As a youth I was a Christian
Knowing not what I believe
Heard the words but I just didn’t listen
It was more than my mind could conceive

Then all at once He touched my shoulder
Turning me now to His path
Showing me how to be bolder
By leaning much more on his staff

In the Army in my first real battle
Pinned down by the enemy fire
Kneeling so my knees wouldn’t rattle
Praying to God my desire

Then all at once He touched my shoulder
Turning me back to His path
And the heat of the battle turned colder
As I leaned on my Lord and his staff

Down through the years I’ve been trying
To constantly follow His leads
And I know there is no denying
He’s been there through all of my needs

Then all at once He touched my shoulder
Leading me now on His path
Knowing I won’t get much older
I’ve got my hand tight on His staff

MDailey
4/21/08