I Rember I Am His

I Remember I Am His

by Patricia A Pitterle

I remember 

Scraped knees,

Skinned elbows,

And bruised Hearts.

I remember 

Laughter,

Tickle monsters,

And love.

The hard times

And the good times

Are twisted together

Into one cord of memory.

Intertwined

Into a rope

Of family strength

And unconditional love.

No matter what

Our past has been

We can start today

And make a new future.

And so, I also remember

His grace, His hope,

His mercy, His forgiveness

And His redeeming love.

I remember 

Answers to my prayers,

Comfort to my heart,

And peace in my soul. 

I remember

No matter the trial,

No matter the hurting,

He will heal my heart and soul.

There is no sin,

No hurt, no heartbreak

That the Savior 

Cannot make right.

Our pain and suffering

Are forever engraven

On the palms

Of His merciful hands.

Our sins

Are washed away

In the healing power

Of His sacred blood.

I pause and remember

That I am also His child.

He loves me and with His grace

He makes me whole.