I remember you as a dark figure, looming over me.
My repetition of "no" and "stop" was eventually absorbed into the background noise, ignored-
As if I was not present to you, only my body.
Something about the way you overpowered me, until I had nothing left,
You swallowed every remnant of my worth.

Lifeless, with a broken heart, was how you left me.

You touched down in the banks of my hollowed soul,
Like an earthquake, shattered me down to my core.
Everything I built myself upon crumbled, and I was 6 feet underneath the rubble.
That was the last of me, the beginning of my end.

I lacked strength to face this reality, hiding from it instead.
Consumed by destructive habits to fill an ever-growing hole in my heart, I lost myself in a spiraling dark hole.

At the bottom of that hole, I with nothing left, surrendered myself to the One capable of healing.
After a long road of war waged on my soul, peace replaced my hopelessness.
The reality I hid from by using destructive habits to fill an ever growing void, I now face with a full heart, lifted on wings of praise by the Lord's grace.
My loss of self value was redeemed by faith. The scars on my heart, now bandaged, serve as a testimony to the power of God's healing.

Where I was once a slave to my grief, I have been liberated. Where my soul was once lost, has been found.

Written in response to a recent trigger of suppressed memories. Before publishing, I revisited this piece several times contemplating why I was writing it. Two years ago I was introduced to sex by rape, and it stripped me of everything. I've learned, sometimes some weeds have deeper roots than you expect, and occasionally they will sprout up in times you least expect. By the grace of God I have grown to be stronger because of it, but only because I rely on His strength above my own.

Who's life belongs to oneself
Who gave life.
Who takes it away.
The giver of life comes from God.
With whom shall you compare me.
Says the Lord my God.
My ways are not your ways.
And my thoughts are not yours.
My plan for you is different from
The plan that you dream for yourself.
Listen to me.
Hear my voice
Seek me with all your heart
For the time is near.
Draw life from my well.
And I will heal all your diseases.

Cat Lynn Dec 2017

The nightmare from hell
A murder at heart
The shadow that fell...

The ash against the snow
The black sheep of the family tree
What Labels do I not know?...

The fault line in the ground
The corner of the darkest hall
Where no life is found...

Time has passed and your Labels mean nothing to me now!!!

For where sin abounds... Grace all the more abounds!!!

Temple of the Holy Ghost
A branch of the True vine!
Holy and Blameless before God and the Heavenly Host...

Seated in the heavenly places with Christ
God’s workmanship
Partaker of His promise, through the bloody price...

From my death grappling grave of sin
Was once dark but now filled with light
One of the many unworthy who were chosen

It's been so recently those Labels have been eating me alive...

But Lord you always remind me who I am in Christ!

The Labels make me crumble up... have I failed to be a guide?

Your word and church, they bring me strength to survive!...

                      Shut Up Labels! For I have Been Revived!

Romans 3:24 - But they are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus
1 Corinthians 6:19 - Do you not know that you are God's temple and that God's Spirit lives in you?
John 15:1, 5 - I am the true vine and my Father is the gardener. I am the vine; you are the branches. The one who remains in me--and I in him--bears much fruit, because apart from me you can accomplish nothing.
Ephesians 1:4 - For he chose us in Christ before the foundation of the world that we may be holy and unblemished in his sight in love

2 Corinthians 5:21 - God made the one who did not know sin to be sin for us, so that in him we would become the righteousness of God
Ephesians 2:6 - And he raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus …
Ephesians 2:10 - For we are his workmanship, having been created in Christ Jesus for good works that God prepared beforehand so we may do them.
Ephesians 3:6 - The Gentiles are fellow heirs, fellow members of the body, and fellow partakers of the promise in Christ Jesus

Colossians 3:1 - Therefore, if you have been raised with Christ, keep seeking the things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God.
Galatians 5:1 - For freedom Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not be subject again to the yoke of slavery.
Ephesians 5:8 - For you were at one time darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of the light.
1 Thessalonians 1:4 - We know, brothers and sisters loved by God, that he has chosen you …

May make this into a song someday Lord willing, I know everyone has been given a Label, and as you can see from reading the poem I have been given quiet a few and several more. It doesn't matter what and who the world says I am, it what God says I am and as long I am doing what the Lord is telling me to do and I am obeying him, I should NOT fear these Labels...

I do hope and pray someday I'll be given a new label... or seen differently...for now... all I can do is pray and wait

Who is your peace?
Is it an inner  peace
Of  one being set free
from the darkness.

We are in the last days.
Have you not
The Lord Jesus Christ
Who came to redeem You.
He offers forgiveness.
Nothing that you can earn.
It's free
It's a precious gift.

Please say this prayer
Lord Jesus  Christ.
I  believe that you came
To take all Of my
Bad thoughts
  all of the
Things that have bought you saddness
Thankyou for taking my place
upon the cross.
I accept your forgivness
I ask you to be
My friend
My Lord
and Saviour.
Amen ..

If  you have prayerd this prayer please can you inbox me I will pray for you .
Ma Cherie May 2017

I have been in many churches
an prayed at many altars,
I have studied the Gods of our World.

But I have never-
felt so redeemed,
as I did-
lying sweetly,
in your safe, warm embrace.

You are my savior,
.....you .. are ..
my religion.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Oh the memories...
Tammie K Sep 2016

Your skin sings tributes to your ancestors
Those that even through noose
Fought for their freedom
Each vein and stretchmark
A tribute to the stripes of each whip

Your smile sings a sweet song
Of him who on the cross ended all struggle
Him who through lovingkindness, draws you in.
Girl, if only you knew, how more than enough you truly are!

You matter.
Because by the stripes of him that healed
You were made whole
Made anew.
And thus the debate ended,
you matter.

Don't succumb to what society asks of you
Be it thick or slim
light as day nor
Dark as night
In Christ you are enough

you are icecream on a sunny day
You are tender and brave
Redeemed and free
You are a mother of nations
You are God's beloved
Girl, you are everything.

Cynthia Jean May 2016

we are

and crowned

we are drawn
with lovingkindness

this day
i will trust

this day
i will pour

He is

my heart's refuge....

cj 2016

blessed beyond what we could ask or think
Gracie Knoll Apr 2016

On a dark and frightening eve
When the clouds rolled in and the moon went black
Lay the body of an inocent man

Not a trace of fear could be seen on his blood stained face
Not a drop of his pure blood had been spilled without worth

Every sin and all wrongs were no longer our death sentence
As he had paid for our ransom with the holes in his hands and his feet

Wrapped in the clothes of the dead
Sealed in a tomb of stone
Rejoicing were the Angels in heaven
As the Son made His way home

But not for Long would he stay
For there on the third day
In the tomb of the dead
There lay no body at all

Our guilt and our shame were laid on the body of an inocent man
A man without guilt and without shame, a man who overcame death

georje naïf Apr 2016

I Lied and still lying
I Stole something, more important than a thing
I Killed someone but only in my mind
And in HIS eyes it is already murder
I am a sinner, yesterday and today
Yet, I'm still having an Unconditional Love of yours

Little Brush Mar 2016

You peel open my chest–
how beautiful, Lord–
You turn this rotten apple,
to color.

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