Un Milagro- A Miracle

This was a prayer I wrote when I was staying at my uncles place on the floor at End o Days motel. I was at a rock bottom point and felt there was no other way to go but up. I was definitely down on my luck and just about everything else and was sick and tired of the life I had been living. This was written on December 10, 2008. After I wrote it, a week or so later, I got a call from the dean of FLC congratulating me and letting me know I had been accepted. It was a miracle, literally. Since I have written this prayer, I have graduated college with a 3.14 gpa (way better than my high school gpa at graduation) with a bachelor of arts degree in business administration with the international business option. I went to school at the Universidad de Malaga in Malaga Andalucia Spain. I returned there recently last month after graduation for a month long vacation. I saw many parts of Europe and major cities like Madrid, Barcelona, Paris, Rome and even Morocco Africa. I have met so many amazing people in the time since this poem from my own town here in Durango and all across the globe. I like to think this prayer changed my life, and I authored it. Anyway, here it is:

My Prayer      

Dear lord, I know no other entity I love or fear more. 

i pay attention to no other words, I only hear yours. 

Give me strength to heard lamb and steer boars.

Thank you for everything, I feel your love pour. 

It is a hard world to live in, but you give me the strength to never give in. 

You gave me all I don't deserve, even though I keep sinning

Your love keeps the world spinning. I know one day, that will cease.

The world is finding it harder to keep the peace. We will all be divided like

2 sides of a paper with a crease. I know I am living my life because you granted me a lease.

I am grateful for the life you gave me. No matter how hard life gets, you'll be there to save me. 

I will walk any road you decide to pave me. I have no wordly wealth or value. Its a twisted place down here

Satan is trying to sell you. Pay close attention to what people tell you or get a free trip to hell too. 

But I aint going to be the one that fell to. To the world I'm dirt, and to you, I am gold. 

If I was that to the world, I would be sold. But i'm here, useful as slimy mold. The nights are cold.

Lucifers knights, just as bold, trying profusely to claim my soul. 

But too late, it belongs to the lord of lords. He protects me with the mightiest of swords. 

His angels play beautiful melodies on strings and chords. That makes me happy, not owning 

cadillacs and fords. 

When it rains, it pours, and i hear my god when he roars. Whether I wind up behind a desk, 

or forever cleaning floors, lord, I am grateful and forever yours. 

Amen

By: Brian L. Albo

December 10, 2008

How incredible to look back at this, and the time in my life I was at, and the time since. If you knew me before my college days, you would understand how dramatic of a change this was for me personally, spiritually and overall. I will have to write a new one soon, I used to really love to write poetry, and draw and all that, but I lost touch with time and work and school. Maybe this can serve as an inspiration to anyone down in the pits, and know that I was there, at the lowest of lows, and now I sit here at my highest of highs so far, and hope to continue the climb out of the depths to the top to see everything from a beautiful view...