Douglas Young

Tisha and I have two special friends who’ve been through a lot the last couple of years. Both are finding God as their sources of strength and are finding hope for their futures. Isaul and Angelica Verdin are two incredible people with an equally incredible son, Noah.

I’ve told them both, Isaul on more than one occasion, that I attribute to them significant credit for my continuing in ministry. They have restored in me a confidence in people that I’d all but lost. I believe God worked through them to help me better understand his purposes for me.

I didn’t know this until yesterday, but Angelica is a writer. She sent a poem to Tisha and Tisha forwarded it to me. With Angelica’s permission, I am posting it here.

Doug

Finding my way back home

As I began my journey alone
The chill cut through my bone.

It’s been such a long time on this same path.
Lord when will you ease this wrath?

My body feels so cold
And my soul seems old.

How did I lose my way?
I don’t even know where my head should lay.

I stand on this road in the rain.
My heart is stained with pain.

As I stare at the crossroads that are near,
My destination seems unclear.

In this moment I pray for grace
So I can find a better place.

My choices led me here.
I can no longer fear.

I want to find my way back home
And no longer roam.

My soul craves to feel
Something that is real.

My heart is ready to be repaired
I was childish to not have ever before dared.

I am ready to surrender
To the Lord’s splendor.

Please take me back home.

Angelica Verdin