Poems of Lighthouse Bob
One Good Friend (Written for Jeff Shaffer) #67
Through all the trials and long sufferings, I tried my best to hang on to life. For me, I had lost everything and life had become so obscure... After twelve years of marriage and two children, I had lost my health, I had lost my dignity, I had lost my home and I was losing my family. I did not want to be around people during this time of great depression. I just wanted to be alone to die in my self pity and sorrow. I could not find the discipline to attend church. My heart was filled with disbelief and told myself, “How can I go to church and be a hypocrite?” The police came to watch my family move out... “We want to make sure (with guns and authority) that you don't become violent,” they said. I hid in my bedroom to avoid glaring at the pain. I tried desperately to hold on to God and not lose hope with everything else I had lost. Thank God for one good friend. He came to my room to help me talk things out and he was interested in what was going on. “Where is God in this?” he asked. I could not answer the question. “Why did you stop going to church?” he asked. I thought in my mind for at least an eternity and replied, “For many years, I went to church... Today, I needed the church to come to me... Thank you for being sensitive...” “This Sunday, why don't you come to church with me, I would like to see you and your family Come together someday,” he said. We shared some words and a vision. I went to church and regained my faith and soon our vision came true, My family and I were reunited and life would never be the same because of one good friend. -Lighthouse Bob |
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One Good Friend (Written for Jeff Shaffer) #67
One Good Friend (Written for Jeff Shaffer) #67