Follow Me…

by meganjazelle

“Follow Me,” He says, as beckons me forward.

“Praise my name wherever you go – mountain top or valley low.”

“Follow Me,” He says, in my darkest night.

“Even when you cannot see, I will be your guide.”

“Follow Me,” He says, in heartbreak or pain.

“I see when you are in mourning and I will comfort you again.”

“Follow Me,” He says, when it’s time to say goodbye.

“Sorrow may last for a day, but joy will soon abide.”

“Follow Me,” He says, even as I look back.

“Pick up your cross and leave your burdens, I’ll make up for what you lack.”

“Follow Me,” He says. Surrender is so sweet.