Dear God, I forgive myself for not being able to see
The blessing and the love you so wanted to give to me.
I was blinded by the fear. How saddened You must have been,
Fully knowing down the road the state of grief I would be in.
So You created another plan. So You found another way
To bring healing to my heart when that fear would leave someday.
Your unconditional love for me, Your mercy and Your grace,
Your weeding out of fear and planting love that would replace.
Dear God, I forgive myself, for I couldn’t comprehend
The blessing and the love You so joyously tried to send.
I was oblivious from the fear. How saddened You must have been
Fully knowing down the road the state of grief I would be in.
So You created another plan. So You found another way
To still give that love and blessing, never minding the delay.
Your unconditional love for me, Your mercy and Your grace,
Your weeding out of fear and planting love that would replace.
- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2021
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