When & There

When I first saw Him I ran to Him.  He was everything I wanted so I curled up in His lap certain He would indulge me.  And I talked to Him 
and He stayed there.

And time moved forward and I cried to Him when everything was 
awkward and out of place, and He held me. 
I laid my head in His hands 
and He calmed me there.

When joy came sweeping in as new love grabbed my hand, I twirled the daisies He had grown for me. 

I ran with abandon thru the meadow 

and He raced me there.

And time moved forward and I knelt to Him when everything was false and flat and fearful.
 I said sorry, took His strong hand,
 and He changed me there.

When I looked I could not see Him.  I longed for His lap, His arms, His presence, to hold His hand. 

In desperation my heart failed me there.

And time moved forward and I struggled to breathe, to believe, to hope, to see. 
 I held out my empty hand, talked to the sky, 
looked for His presence, continued to ask why.

  I chose to believe what I could not see there.

When He stooped down to gather me from ‘round His legs and washed me, 
I knew 

He had never left me there.

And time moved forward and He offered salve, and clothed me in white.  

My head rested between His shoulders as we recounted the years. 

Then I danced in His love as He led to the home 

He had prepared for me there.