This first poem is one that I have really come to love. In March of 2012, as we traveled together for the very solemn occasion of visiting my 42-year-old uncle for the very last time before his passing just days later, my aunt was reading the book entitled Green Leaf in Drought by Isobel Kuhn. She ran across this poem and asked the rest of us to analyze it with her to see if we could discover its meaning. As we read and re-read this bit of verse, it became clear that it was special. I won't muddy the waters by giving you my interpretation of it, but instead I will share it here with you.
My heart is so heavy today.
The causes or reasons
I choose not to explain.
We each have a mountain to climb...
They may be different
But both are mountains just the same.
It takes more strength than I have on my own
To even face that mountain...
Let alone climb it.
I do not want the mountain.
I hate the mountain.
I love the God Who made that mountain
And gave it to me.
He made it...
Not with my abilities or strengths in mind
But with His own
and powerful, burden-bearing
You cannot climb your mountain in your own strength.
I am not even sure I can help you.
My own task daily overwhelms my senses
And takes my breath away.
I can ask God to be to you all that He has promised He would be!
I can cheer you on!
I can celebrate with you in your victories!
I can love you as others have loved me!
I can share with you how God has blessed me!
God has blessed me to be a blessing.
He has granted me one more breath...
one more moment with my family...
one more gorgeous sunset to enjoy...
one more day to try again...
and the strength to take
up the side of my mountain.
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