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• TITLE: Look Not Behind | Previous Challenge Entry
  By Louise Ross
  02/08/08
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Don’t Look Behind

I look upon my life of 53 years that have past;
And wonder where it has gone.

There were dreams of how it would be;
And the efforts I put forth.

The times I leaned upon the Lord;
The times I heard His voice.

Then there were times I never asked of Him.
I went ahead of my own accord to do as I saw fit.

Those were the times that I see now;
Were not the best of choice.

To all of those that watched my life;
It looked so right and good.

But good was just one letter,”O” too much;
It excluded Him.

Good deeds are like filthy rags set before The King;
Our best is never what is right; when leaving Him aside.

The best of all the good I did;
Left me empty and alone.

My best is never good enough;
To lay before His Throne.

I see now that I thought of me;
More highly than I should.

I needed Him at my lowest low;
To bring me to my best.

I’ve shed tears to fill a river’s flow;
My head has hung close to the ground.

I’ve grieved and grieved of all I’ve missed;
In doing things my way.

I realize now, it all is passed;
What’s done is done, it needn’t be a waste.

For God can take the heap of trash;
And clean it bright as new.

He’s calling me to lift my head;
So He can wipe away my tears.

He gently brushes my hair aside;
And looks into my eyes.

“Look not back, my lovely child;
There’s grander things in store.

I see your heart in a contrite state;
I treasure that much more.

Than any good deed you lay down;
Before my Holy Throne.

For that is such a gift to me;
My best work has just begun.

Look not back, my lovely child;
Pick you head up and go on.

Go forward to a place of joy.
Where the old is thrown in the sea.

The sea where I remember no more.
I look to hold your hand.

Give no thought to what you’ve lost;
To things you’ve done amiss.

Those things have gone behind;
Never to be given a speck of thought.

Come with me and we shall do;
Many wonderful things of great.

Together what we accomplish;
Will shine for all to see.

Because my child these things you do;
You’ll never do alone.

They will wipe away your tears, your grief;
Never give a thought to what’s gone on before.

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