The Pack

I looked in horror, thinking something amiss
I was expected to carry this?
The pack was burdened, not a welcoming sight
Something was wrong, it couldn't be right
Still expectant eyes held it out to me
Telling me to climb a mountain
Which top I couldn't see
Then they placed on my back, this unforgiving pack
Then sent me on this difficult path
Wondering how I was to act
Looking forward I set my sights
Hoping one could relieve this plight
I started, I stumbled, and fell on my way
Struggled to life myself from where I lay
I saw others with packs like mine
Some large, some small, others just the same
I was amazed at how some went on just fine
While some whose packs, like mine, seemed to maim
I heard the encouragement others would speak
At my stumbling step and spirit so weak
Others grumbled at the packs they carried
While more just sat and simply tarried
Not matter the words I heard others give
I still struggled, fell, and had no more to give
I dropped to my knees
I could no longer go on
My pack was to heavy
For me to continue along
I felt the blisters, the sweat and the tears
And knew above all failure was my fear
I bowed my sinful head
Let out a mournful sigh
How could I let this trial take me by surprise?
Then feeling defeat I began to cry
I prayed to the Father I knew was up there
The one I knew loved me and truly did care
I tried to explain that I was too weak
The circumstances looked dire and entirely bleak
Without some help I couldn't go on
My natural self weak and my burdens too strong
I felt a shadow fall over my head
And I knew somehow he'd heard what I said
Someone had come to stop my cries of defeat
So I looked up to view a pair of worn feet
Saw the prints on dusted soles
Knew he was the one who redeemed my soul
As my gaze moved up to his outstretched hand
Scarred at the palm, I knew this man
I recognized the kindness in his eyes
Knew he alone could help me rise
I watched in awe as he took my pack
Lifted me and checked that I was intact
With gentleness he encouraged me on
Carrying my pack all along
Without difficulty we reached the top
Only then did he pause to stop
Only then did he drop my burden
I looked at him with eyes uncertain
He took me in his loving embrace
He overwhelmed me with the joy on my face
Before showing me the awaiting Father
Who looked and cried "Oh, my daughter."
He said "My child, welcome home
It's been to long that you've been alone
You called on Me to make you strong
Child, We could have been with you all along.
Yet at least you called before you quit
And we're just happy that you made it."
I looked and realized the joy He truly felt
Astonished at that way their love enveloped
They led me to glory unveiled
Undeserving, for without Him I would have failed
Only the Savior could carry my trails
He could show me that the journey was worthwhile
He was the one to raise me when I was weak
And only with Him could I reach the peak

This is something I wrote awhile ago but was newly found. It's not really very good but truly so amazing. Because of the emotions and the reminders it sets for me.