Walking with Jesus
©2025 Susan Noyes Anderson
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2025 is here, the new year
looking less than bright.
A dark path looms before my eyes;
my heart is longing for more light.
It’s difficult to own this burden,
hard to find (or sanction) meaning.
Inwardly, my truth holds steady,
but my flesh is still careening.
Body and spirit, misaligned,
shift me somewhat left of center.
Songs of strength I’ve sung before
have lost their sweet, familiar tenor.
Harmony feels out of reach,
as if my undertones have changed.
This trial is so unsettling,
it leaves me from myself estranged.
And as these dark days stretch before me,
bring me to my trembling knees,
I wonder – Is this my life mission?
Learning meekness by degrees?
God’s message is (again) delivered –
one my heart labors to hold:
“Let thy soul be stripped of pride.”
The faith I seek runs meek, not bold.
Prayer looks different when you’re broken,
when your own resources fail.
Leaning in is not enough.
Surrendering lets God prevail.
A patriarch once gave good words
to me as counsel, meant to last:
“Storms come. Despite your strength, your wisdom,
cling to the Lord, Susan. Cling fast.”
TRUTH SPEAKS. Until I cling to Jesus
every moment, every hour –
the change of heart He offers me,
though rooted, may not fully flower.
Humility’s the watchcry here.
The Lord gave all to lift me up.
This cancer plagues me, makes me shrink,
but Christ drank a more bitter cup.
He lived and died to lead and guide me.
Shall I walk beside Him, too?
My heart says yes. His power alone
sustains my own and sees me through.
∞∞∞
If this poem resonates with you, you might also relate to Peace, My Child, The Fall From Grace, The Humbling, and Knowledge Has Its Place.
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