A Poem

When you don't know where your going,
When you don't know where to turn,
When you just can't remember,
What you need to learn,

When there's no one to help you,
When your feeling ignored,
When you wish you could get out,
When your just plain bored.

When your feeling stressed,
When your hair is a mess,
When everyone laughs,
When you feel like trash,

What do you do then?

When your in the deepest down-est dumps,
When all you feel is the grumps,
When you want to run away and hide,
When you've cried and cried and cried and cried,

When lots is going on,
And you can't stop to yawn,
When you faced trials and all,
They pushed you down, to fall,

When all that happened was stress,
And snares, tangles, and mess after mess.
When you feel like your stuck in the deepest mud,
And all that your getting is flood after flood,

When hope is gone,
And all seems wrong,
And your just done,
No more fun.

How can you have Joy?
Joy in the journey of life?
Well tell me how can you?
When there's nothing but strife.

Think about what Christ would do,
If He were in my shoes,
If he were going through hard times,
(which He was in His life sometimes)

He would just love, love, love, love,
That is what I'm thinking of,
And since theres a shortage in this world,
Of love and belief and trust unfurled.

That is what I'll do.