LOST
It was cold, ugly and dark.
I was on the verge of death-
With nothing to remain.
I struggled through the path of life
alone,
Looking back now,
How easy it could have been if only I had
known.
I was then blinded by a shimmering light,
And I felt His presence within the
moonlight.
We talked without saying a single thing,
I decided in my life,
That He would be the King,
And everything around,
Became warm, graceful, and gleaming,
I was no longer lost, I had found myself,
But was I dreaming?
Each day rolled by-
As I worshipped Christ, my God,
My life had gladdened-
And I knew He was no fraud
I thought of what He did,
I let my mind linger-
The Lord Jesus Christ had changed my
life-
With just a snap of His finger.
Tammi Therese Strohmaier
May 20, 1990