Prisons
Prisons
come in many forms
where
doors close steel shut
sometimes
by others
sometimes
by ourselves
we
barricade our lives giving
power
to defeat—to loss—to sin.
Forget
His grace
Forget
His compassion
Forget
His forgiveness
Prison
bars crumble—decay
when
we come in honest regret
seeking
a new beginning again
surrendering
our lives to mercy
washed
by His everlasting love. His
promise
to never forsake us.
Psalm 18:6: “In my distress I called upon the Lord, And
cried to my God for help; He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry for
help before Him came into His ears.”
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