Gert Strydom

Freshman - 1,129 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

In The House Of My Father


In the house of my Father there is a place
for each one that comes to Him
and constantly I am astounded by His love and sacrifice
but sometimes I want to hide my life and cover it
as I am stained by my own conceit
and now in my years of old age
I am longing back to the days spent with Him
while time is drawing a line through my years
and I realise that I want to embrace Him
but sometimes I do not know where to lie down my head
when I walk along the dark road of life
but my hesitation is only for a short while
before I want Him close to me
and wherever I am His house always stands open for me.

Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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  • Rookie Mohabeer Beeharry (7/29/2013 4:56:00 AM)

    This is the poem of a good man. But remember His house is always near, right inside yourself. Very uplifting. Thanks

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