The following is one of my favorite poems written by my Mother:
I Love You Daughter
“I love you daughter,” He said to me
When the way was dark, no light to see.
“Don’t try to walk, but just stand still
That I may show you my perfect will.”
So I stood still as He spoke to me,
For the way was rough and I could not see.
Then I saw Him come in victory sweet
To guide with care my trembling feet.
As we walked along, He took my hand.
I’m glad I stood when He said stand.
“I love you daughter,” He said to me
When the way was bright, no clouds to see.
“Let’s walk today just you and I
Where loved ones fail and friends pass by.”
We walked together where the path was dim,
And He drew me tenderly close to Him.
My heart was broken, t’was a brier-strewn way.
But I’m glad I walked with Him today.
“I love you daughter,” He said today.
But I walked alone on the narrow way.
My body was sick with fevered pain.
There was no shelter from the chilling rain.
The way was dark, the mountains steep.
The stones were sharp that pierced my feet.
The burning tears that filled my eyes
Only hid from view the sunlit skies.
But then He came and walked with me,
And it mattered not that I could not see.
We often walk, just He and I,
Where loved ones fail and friends pass by.
Where chilly rains and winds that blow
Would harm for ere my ransomed soul.
Where raging storms would mar His grace,
And darkened clouds would hide His face.
But all of these can never harm,
When sheltered safe in His loving arms.
With Him beside me every day
I’d rather walk a brier-strewn way.
Of peace and joy naught can compare.
When Jesus walks beside me there.
by Marjorie H. Todd
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