David W. Ballard: Professional Writer specializing in Web content writing, copywriting, feature writing, fiction writing, and poetry.

Do You Really Love Me?

The path’s growing so much narrower.
In the dark under a full moon’s light, I trip.
Now I’m in the mud with wet socks and muddy shoes.
I gaze ahead into the thin, bitter woods.
Perhaps, I belong there, I think, among the wild.
I deserve no better, right?
But He calls to me in my guilt and despair.
“Come back. I was only testing you.
Do you love Me? Do you love Me?
Do you really love Me?”
I turn away and look back into the inviting woods.
No, I belong there; it’s familiar,
And my heart’s full of idols and the trappings of this world.
But He calls again:
“Do you love Me? Do you love Me?
Come back and show Me.
My children obey Me.
Won’t you?”

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