Fear-of-the-Lord Poem

I should have read my Bible last night
Before I turned out the light
Even when I want what is right
I don’t remind myself to fight
I wonder will this always be the case
I ask God to teach me His grace
Surprised when I fall flat on my face
Sometimes I despise this place
I find myself thinking God hates me
I try to tell myself He has mercy
His ways to me are a mystery
But I cherish the gifts He gives freely
Some days I thrive, conscious of His care
Others I long to run away to get there
I love the seasons I run as fast as I dare
I hate the seasons when passion is rare
Why do I have to be so blind
Like I can’t make up my mind
Leaving aimless wondering behind
Is the only way I’ll ever find
My life purpose, for His fame
Robin, this is not a game
Live fully alive to Jesus’ name
Can you imagine the terrible shame
Live out the only Life that’s real
There is coming a great reveal
Will any regret you feel
When you confess He’s Lord and kneel
Failing Him is my only true fear
So no matter how things appear
My calling is perfectly clear
I’ll be ready for His coming is near