After taking the above photo of a highway near my house and workplace, my friend Andrew invited me to write a poem about it. The thought had never occurred to me, but I thought I'd give it a try. As I pondered where to begin, I began to see things in the photo that the Lord had been speaking to me about for many months - perhaps years. The title is based on a quote from a movie in which the title character suddenly says, "I've come to the end of myself." What a great place that is to find oneself, for only there will we find true fullness in Jesus!
The end of myself
The end of myself
I’m done, he breathed
As he raced on and on
Unsure why,
Unsure where,
Comforted only
By the familiarity
Of a repeated path,
A repeated task,
That left his mark
Upon a familiar plain.
I’m done, he sighed
As he pressed on and on
Looking up,
Looking beyond
The lights too low,
Seeming stars that only
Imitated the One
He longed to see
And touch amidst
The unfamiliar void.
I’m done, he rejoiced
As he followed on and on
Sensing Him,
Sensing Life
In the One who
Shines so brightly,
Brighter than all
Competing lights,
Who says, “It is
finished!”
As He looks upon our
hearts.
© 2016 by Ken Peters
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