My Friend

My Friend            12/17/94


You are the Way, and the Truth, and the Life. 
No-one comes to the Father but by you.
You are the Way, and the Truth, and the Life.

You prayed for me so many years before I came to be.
Now I am here, but I want to be where you are.

You knew I would come
And I know you will come.

Sometimes, when I think of what I am made of, I am afraid.
I won’t last.
When I think of what you are made of,
I am undone.

But you chose me.
You prayed for me.
You left your word for me.
You died for me.
Now you live in me
And I want to abide in you
I want to abide in you
Jeshua,
My Friend

I have tried to tell these others what I see
And mostly, they must find out for themselves.

Sometimes it is just a long time
And I get carried away.
But when I wake up , I just want you

I trust you.  Sometimes with hope
Sometimes with tears.
Don’t leave me here.
Come, and take me with you.