I Finally Believe Poem by Cheryl Spillman

I didn't have trouble believing the Bible,
What Jehovah promised us through its pages.
After years of being told what to think
I was finally learning how to think.

As I was thinking and understanding,
Being around happy people, well, mostly happy,
I realized I wasn't as happy as I could be.
My past was catching up with me.

Things happened from birth that set me apart,
Made me different than other babies.
As I got older, it dawned on me,
Home was where my suitcase was.

What I believed was, simply, I'm not good enough.
Not good enough for Jehovah to love me.
Not good enough for Jehovah to want me.

But, yet, he drew me to himself,
He wanted me of all people.
He sent me a blessing, my dear husband,
He finally convinced me, that I am enough.

Through my depression, it took three decades,
Holy spirit, many prayers, many tears,
Many friends, and much love, for him to convince me
That Jehovah and he really love me.

In love and kindness totally undeserved
Thinking with my heart and knowing Jehovah can't lie,
I finally believe I am worth the promises
I finally believe...