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I have taken off my coat
And yet it is bitter cold
They told me it was warm
And I believed them
Deep down I knew it wasn't true
There is only so long I can go on
Being warmed by their vain utterances

I am becoming numb
Yet the pain remains
The coat lies inches from me at all times
But it can't wrap around me on its own
The icy suffering could end so easily
Almost too easily
Why won't I put it on

The coat that selflessly gave itself to me
Asked for nothing in return
But that I would hold to it
And use it
Is now waiting for my rebirth

Oh Lord
Thou art my coat
I will put thee on
Fasten tightly around me
I pray
Protect me from the frost
Strengthen me so that I may
Face the freezing winds of death

Be with me always
Go with me
No
Let me go with thee
Lord into thine arms I come
Submissive as a child
Mold me
Teach me
Guide me

My coat is fastened
Never to be taken off again

Cerra Ann Craven

I wrote this is seminary one of the very few times I actually went my senior year (2000). I really didn't like the teacher at all, but the assignment was good and simple. He told us to write about Jesus for the next 10 or so minutes - whatever we felt - and this is what I wrote.