Hitting Rock Bottom

I never thought that I would ever hit
The valley of this hard rock floor
Or into this canyon I would submit
I feel like I've washed up on the shore

Afraid of what else I may have to lose
I feel as if I have almost lost it all
This complex way; I have to choose
The path bordered by a towering wall

Life full of all these uncertainties
Observing the last hint of hope
I no longer know where I should be
And I'm not sure how I can cope.

Emotionally this life seems shattered
This path, not where I thought I'd be
Even though right now I'm tattered
I know your hand is still guiding me.

When I look back upon this life
What still sustains in time of need,
Will be the choice to follow Christ;
Giving hope and love that will lead

The Lord my help, my assurance
Even when I feel I'm at my worst
Lord, I need faithful endurance
I need water to quench this thirst.

I had a false sense of protection
Praying for Your unbroken hedge
I would never fully value salvation
Without this trial; without the ledge.

This poem was a finalist in the February 2010 poetry contest