Crossing My Vale Of Jordan Poem by Collette Y Anderson Williams

'Father, will you carry me? '

The journey has made me weary
- my vale of Jordan -
and I am unable to find comfort
in anticipating the light
beyond this dark tunnel.

These treacherous roads
- at my vale of Jordan -
have brought me to my knees
and somewhere
somehow my wounded heart
causes me
to turn to my Father
with arms outstretched -
because I feel Him
walking beside me!

In my darkest moments
- at my vale of Jordan -
I know that He will carry me
on His shoulders, as a shepherd
carries the lamb
that is lost!

My Father will carry me
with a gladsome heart - all day long
and I am never a burden to Him.
He will bear me up
through my vale of Jordan!

In Him I can always find rest -
a place where there is strength,
safety, comfort, joy and peace!

Despite the fury
at my vale of Jordan,
I still bear a mustard seed of hope.
This seed cries out
with in my heart
and sheepishly
glows in my eyes.

At that self same moment -
face to face with my death
at my vale of Jordan -
I hear my Father whispering,
'Of course, I will carry you! '