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It was another normal day

the school bus dropped me off

and I walked the mile down the road

towards my shelter of abuse and scoff

lifted the latch of the rusty gate

I’ve walked through many times

grew nervous as I drew closer

yet briefly calmed by the wind chimes

I pondered whether or not

I should step inside

when a voice in my head called out,

“Fear not, I’m by your side.”

My parents are fighting again

The house was in a clutter

My mom was crying out in pain

and all I could do was shudder

I’m only ten years old

so I hide away in my room

“Lord,” I pray, “make them stop.

I don’t want to live in all this gloom.”

And then two months later

My mother was gone

and that very night she’d left

I screamed to the Holy One

“Don’t take her away from me

She's the only thing I've got

No one else protects me like her

Survive with out her? I could not.

I barely know this man, my dad

But what I do know

he’s abusive and cruel…

Please don’t make her go.”

I was on my knees

and drenched with tears

But God clearly said I'd be better off

And would understand in a few years.

“This is not what I wanted

You’re being unfair!”

I cried with all my heart

"I hate you, you can’t possibly care!”

I packed up my bags and started to flee

I convinced myself there was no God

and that no one in the world loved me

I turned to temptation and lived in sin

Anything to escape this pain

I was so sad I couldn’t even lift my chin

I felt my life was completely vain

This empty void I tried to fill

Nothing seemed to work

The grief never seemed to stop

It continued to stab me like a fork

I thought I had reached the end

There was no where left to go

No one to turn to that seemed to care

If I disappeared who would know?

Then all of a sudden I remembered God

and how he spoke with me as a child

I decided it was time for me to return

and repent from this life so wild

But how could He re-accept me so bare?

How could He forgive me,

after blaming Him for my despair?

And just as I was hopelessly sobbing

there came a tap upon my shoulder

I jerked in surprise, my heart was throbbing

Despite this great fear weakening my knees

I gathered the courage and stood strong

I turned around and there was God

He’d been behind me all along.









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