A SECOND LOOK

 

First glance

Nothing to admire

The same old me

 Wretched and distraught

 I still carry scars

Results of my troubled past

The issues in my life that keep surfacing now and then

My mind stays up pondering on them

Wishing that things had been different

Living in regret doubtful I will ever be free

From these tears that haunt me

Flashes of him, then me

Enter her

And I vanish into thin air

My breakdown could have killed me

Never had I been this traumatized

Not even my mother’s beatings caused me this kind of pain

And in the end it was a blame game

 He said   she said

The biggest challenge was to act perfectly fine

 To hide my tears from the world

And be strong

He always did say I needed to be strong

Funny

Look at this again

I went through pain

Yet I gained strength

 I was someone’s fool

But I learned wisdom

I stooped low

But now I stand tall

Flashbacks still come

But I no longer run

I am bracing the broken down girl

And realizing it has worked out for my good

God has use for the broken

He gives peace to the weary

And joy to the downcast

 If the tears roll down my cheeks

If my emotions want to sink me

If a voice tells me I am no good

I know in my heart

I have been redeemed

Set apart and honored

I may not see it yet

But God’s going to get me there

 Whatever you have been through

Whatever is happening

Take a second look

See God’s point of view

You are redeemed.

 

 

 

 

SLAVE OR FREE?

 There’s a strange tune in my head

It sounds familiar but I sense the peril

 Why does it also bring much thrill?

The idea of being in control doing whatever you want

But what does power mean

Is it just me or power ends up in slavery

To be one’s own boss is to be one’s own slave

To one’s own desire and cause one’s own demise

Does free will really give you a will

Or do we lie through our teeth to fit in

Even though we say we are free

 We say we do what we want

Is what we our hearts truly desire

 Or what another man requires

 Is it that desire  carries   fear

 Maybe a burden burden we all must bear

If it is could we please share.

In Christ we are made whole and free.

A SURE HOPE

 I never know where I will end up

But I have a sure hope

I don’t see what awaits me

But I have a sure hope

I don’t know where I am now

But I have a sure hope

I couldn’t tell why I cried then

 But I have a sure hope

I can’t explain why I smile

 But I have a sure hope

I have been told not to worry

Because I have a sure hope

I have been told I was set free

Because I have a sure hope

I have been told I am a conqueror

 Because I have a sure hope

I have been told a man died

To give me a sure hope

I would like you to join me

So we belong to  a sure hope.