What do I see as impossible to me ?
The door locked and thrown away key.
Maybe others also judge it is so .
Set in his ways he won't make a go.
Learnt to depend on riches and hard work.
Overcoming all and never one to shirk.
Self-satisfaction and pride in his wealth.
No need of support, outside of himself.
Sometimes I think such a gulf to cross.
Yet to have gold , must rid the dross.
Not that standards are so ridged or hard.
It's my heart keeps playing the wrong card.
For try as I may to live the right way.
The real me ends up having a say.
Controls all I am and what I am like.
Feels like the boy with finger in dyke.
Impossible the odds, it really does seem.
Is possible? Oh Lord what do you mean.
Then there is the thought of just who am I?
A nobody really, I admit with a sigh.
No great education, strength, or ability.
Others see old man now reaching senility.
Lived long life of no particular acclaim.
Or success.  I have to admit in the main.
Yet my hope in this verse so improbable.
Against all odds says nothing impossible.
In fact I know when impossible achieved ,
is the very time the gospel is believed.
This gives me hope and changes my heart.
Realising that even I can take some part.
Unworthy, unlikely, unexpected no doubt.
Why would he know what his God is about?
With men it is impossible what it does say.
With God all things possible even today.
When I feel inadequate and others decry.
I tell myself the scriptures never do lie.
Maybe not acclaimed in the news of the day.
God's purposes are so often hidden away.
Not world's logical view of people like me.
And I have to say I'm inclined to agree.
Then I remember those disciples long ago.
Jesus chose them which just goes to show.
Any things possible is what he would say.
Just follow me and let me lead the way.
Naysayers may scoff and say I'm a dope.
Give me courage Lord for you're my hope.
I will risk being different to what they see in me.
From this worlds restrictions please make me free.
Asaw Miller