My Jesus in Leu

By Rachel Wrathall

 

My life is a blur

And to be honest I’m sure

I’m a real big mess,

I stress.

 

At the same time I’m comforted,

there’s someone watching over me.

In Heaven I’m not shorted,

If I just would bend a knee.

 

Before, in the past

When I wasn’t having a blast,

I’d cry in the night

Over my plight.

 

The angels overhead,

Have slowly strengthened me.

And my husband sleeping in bed

Surely for or me, did pray a plea.

 

Angels, thank you,

My Jesus suffering in leu.

My yet children from above

You are, to me, a dove.