A New Resolve

I peered over the edge
And saw them walking jauntily,
Seemingly without a care in the world.
Their bare feet stepped lightly on the soft grass,
And their hair danced happily in the wind.
They looked healthy and strong.
They were not plagued with worries as I was,
And I envied them.
I envied them because my path
Was steep and tough.
The flowers did not bloom underneath my feet,
And blood matted hair to my scalp.
I was pale and weak.
My bones were broken, skin bruised
Due to the beatings of thieves.
Our pathways ran side by side.
"Look," they called to me,
"Our destination is one.
Surely you see your efforts have come to nothing;
Your work has proved vain."
At this my heart was desolate.
I could not understand why You,
You who are called Shepherd,
Had led me to this place named pain.
So I went to sit alone,
Away from their sight,
Away from their calls,
And I found I was angry with You.
I was angry at the pain You'd led me to.
I was angry at the questions You left unanswered.
But my anger was short lived.
As tears fell into my hands
You alone held me
And promised all would be well.
I became stronger
The longer we embraced
For You welcomed my burdens as Your own.
So now I stand, head held high.
My hand rests comfortably in Yours.
I will follow You along this jagged road
And let You tend to the skinned knees
I obtain along the way.