Looking back on the years,
I remember a pale, lifeless child.
So broken down and tormented.
Death was always in the back of her mind,
never feeling the self-worth God had intended for her.
As she grew, it seemed her world was falling apart,
she knew of your love and promise
but never felt that she deserved it.
So many times she drew the knife, taunting her body,
in her mind she was ready to end it all.
Hell, is the reason the knife never touched her fragile skin,
she knew there was so much more to live for,
even if she didn't see what it was yet.
There was still this tiny bit of hope,
a little ray of light in her life.
It was her first night at youth,
her friends were there, laughing and having fun.
As awkward as she felt she put on her fake smile,
and mingled in as if she had gone there for forever.
She was the church go-er, but not the believer.
As she went she craved more...
more worship, more Bible lessons, more fellowship
she wanted it all, her heart began to light up.
This is the love she heard about, the promise God made,
and she wanted it, more then anything.
One night, Jesus came knocking at her heart,
and it was her turn, to open up and let him in.
On bended knees, and flowing tears,
she asked for forgiveness and professed her love.
Giving her life to the LORD, to live for him.
Looking back on the years,
the lifeless child, has found self-worth.
She has found her purpose in life, and never again.
Will she leave the side of God,
for he is the one guiding her to Heaven.
Laura
I remember a pale, lifeless child.
So broken down and tormented.
Death was always in the back of her mind,
never feeling the self-worth God had intended for her.
As she grew, it seemed her world was falling apart,
she knew of your love and promise
but never felt that she deserved it.
So many times she drew the knife, taunting her body,
in her mind she was ready to end it all.
Hell, is the reason the knife never touched her fragile skin,
she knew there was so much more to live for,
even if she didn't see what it was yet.
There was still this tiny bit of hope,
a little ray of light in her life.
It was her first night at youth,
her friends were there, laughing and having fun.
As awkward as she felt she put on her fake smile,
and mingled in as if she had gone there for forever.
She was the church go-er, but not the believer.
As she went she craved more...
more worship, more Bible lessons, more fellowship
she wanted it all, her heart began to light up.
This is the love she heard about, the promise God made,
and she wanted it, more then anything.
One night, Jesus came knocking at her heart,
and it was her turn, to open up and let him in.
On bended knees, and flowing tears,
she asked for forgiveness and professed her love.
Giving her life to the LORD, to live for him.
Looking back on the years,
the lifeless child, has found self-worth.
She has found her purpose in life, and never again.
Will she leave the side of God,
for he is the one guiding her to Heaven.
Laura
