A valley dark and deep ,
never seen before.
I lift my hands to you,
I cant be alone .
Journey …through this narrow lane is of pain,
full of mystery.
When I am in this valley
I seek for you, more and more
more and more…
This valley makes me dry
takes my whole courage,
It is of deep agony…
No one likes in there
not prepared to pause,
IMPOSSIBLE to turn around.
Don’t know the depth of it
and can’t come out alone…
OH FATHER…. I CLING TO YOU.
take me to the shore.
Please do not leave me alone.
He answered me in His Majesty
“HERE I AM so close to you;
I shall be your guide-
your soul shall not dismay.
My light shall rise for you in obscurity
and my bread will satisfy your souls drought.”
Diligently I sought him for an answer;
“ when will my night turn into noon?
and it echoed in my soul
“ it will be way quick .”
Just as I was reminded of His grace
enormous before me to handle,
I confronted to him my last piece of puzzle
Where am I in this valley?
I am unaware of my position;
Did I just enter or am I nearing the exit?
I am unable to see the depth:
nor could I see the end of my way.
His consoling words ringed in my ears,
“Do you really need to worry about that-
when its my strength that prevails you
till the very end of this journey?
Nothing can endanger you,
when you are nestled by my spirit.
And he assured me one thing
I won’t be put back in my old habitat
when I come out victorious -
from that dreadful valley,
but will be like a well-watered garden,
like a spring whose waters never fail…
In Christ Jesus,
Smitha Thomas.