A Reflection

The mountain
   and the valley
    loom
before me...

the mountain,
   bathed in light,
the valley
   covered
     in darkness. 

I want to climb
    the mountain,
but cannot scale
   its sheer
      rock cliffs.

I turn my eyes
   to the valley below.
      I shudder.

"Go to the valley,"
   I hear God say
     "Carry
         My light."

and so,
   In faith,
     and trepidation,
        I go.

When I am spent
   and they see
     His light,

I raise my eyes
   to the mountain top,

knowing God,
   through His grace,
     will lift me up.

                 ....Connie  04/03/15

God, in His great mercy and grace, will always lift us up.