Make Things Right
by Jeanette Cooper
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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There is nothing stressful in my life, but the poem is a memory of when it was.
Make Things Right
Oh Lord, Oh God, What shall I do?
I often pray to You and cry
When problems wrack my brain with pain
Stressing me until I want to die.
I walk the floor, I look outside
I turn on the television, too
Seeing absolutely nothing wherever I gaze
While locked inside the problems I rue.
Oh Lord, Oh God, What shall I do?
Worry, beg, plead and pray,
Seeking answers from every source
Tired and exhausted as darkness ends the day.
Dreams, violent dreams, they haunt me
Assault my brain while I sleep
Squeeze every muscle in my shoulders and body
Cutting like knives way down deep.
Is there no answer to my plea
Will life keep haunting me with its distress
Will I continue to bite my tongue
When issues create such a disturbing mess?
The skeleton remains in my closet
I will not publish its contents today
To those who are reading and wondering
What this great problem is that I pray
But oh Lord, oh God, hear my plea
You know my mind and heart
I beg your understanding and goodness
To create resolution and a brand new start.
That anesthetizes a worried mind
And fills one’s life with joy and delight
Fixes all the misery, suffering, and pain
With your love that makes things right.
© 2008 Jeanette Cooper
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|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|AMEN! AND HOW GOOD IT IS TO KNOW THAT IN A STRESSFUL SITUATION LIKE THIS...IT IS 'ONLY' HIS LOVE THAT CAN MAKE THINGS RIGHT. A WONDERFUL INSPIRATIONAL OFFERING THAT GIVES HOPE TO WHAT SEEMS HOPELESS. SO WELL DONE AND ENJOYED...THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE AND BLESSINGS,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|Sadness without resignation shared directly with the reader. Heartfelt.
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|Looking forward is always the answer with his by your side!
Deep intense write Jeanette!
Glad all is going much better!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Lady Sweet Sheoooxoo
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Beautiful heartfelt write Jeanette. Remember, if God brought you to it, He will bring you through it. Have faith and keep praying. I'll be praying for you also. God bless.|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Beautiful heartwrenching prayer and glad to hear your troubles are now behind you, always look to the future....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle
I'm there, right now, having made a difficult decision I had to make in life and spending time second-guessing whether I'd made the right one. In time, I'll know I did and I will be fine. It isn't easy now, though.
|Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner
|Powerful prayer, remember we have all been there at one time or another. Stay positive.|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Powerful plea to God; He hears you (and us) when we are at our lowest. Very well penned, Jeanette; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|We all have those skeletons, and I hope you reach that resolution you seek.|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
Beautiful, profound, bountiful poemization of ontological-spiritual nature... "Make Things Right" inspires and nourishes the soul. A poetic grand indeed.
In respect and admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Beautiful writing Jeanette. We all have skeletons that we'd like to keep locked away, but it's when we learn to live with them and to forgive ourselves that WE truly learn to live.|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Ah, my dear Jeanette, we all have those skeleton's . . . We must either learn to live with them or they shall destroy us . . . Remember this comment in the days to come . . . It may prove prophetic . . .|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Such a heartfelt write and prayer my friend. Your plea brings back a time in my life that I too walked the floors at night in search of peace and relief, turned the television on and off in efforts to forget, read thousands of words to try to fill the space and ease the toughts, but knew not what I read, ate countless chips and cookies to try to find comfort, called on God through it all and through blinding tears, gut wrenching tears...but it also reminded me of where I was when the answer came...during one of those long nights I sat on the bed calling out to Him, when He quietly reminded me that He wouldn't allow more to come upon me than I could bear, and He told me to stand and be a living witness and He would move for me....and He did....in His time, not my time. It was an experience that's helped me through many situations, trials and troubles since. What a great write my friend, you've helped encourage me all over again this morning by reminding me of how He moved for me in this particular situation all those years ago....well done.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Welcome home - you've been missed! This is powerfully emotional - many find themselves at the depths of despair, at the bottom, crying out to God - glad this isn't your current state! Been there - done that - feel every one of these words. Excellent.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.