The secret life we hold within
Tells the story of who we are
Actions beyond skin and bones
Truth must travel far
Souls scatter bread and crumbs
Remnants of heart desires
Hints of love and light within
Scorched by worldly fires
Wounded by the rough terrain
We fight to keep our strength
And hope for merciful mending
Can we go the length?
Turn to find a basket full
Collected crumbs of bread
Loving pursuit by saving love
He’s followed my every tread
Where are you going sweet girl of mine?
His eyes are filled with grace
I cannot seem to remember now
But I am found within Your face
These secrets I hold are ugly
The blackness seems too dark
I fear the light that searches
But trust the graceful spark
Seeing feels unwelcome
But shame has disappeared
This basket full of my dreams
Contains hope without fear
Time to rest and explore this love
Proven by my Savior’s cross
I traveled long and far with shame
But none of life was lost
Everlasting Kingdom fields
Are ready for us to explore
Secrets opened and mercy found
With God, there is so much more
Take my hand my bride, my girl
Every day is new
Restoration sweetens the story
Nothing more to prove.
Nothing more to prove is so true…shame tells us we do but Jesus says different. Beautiful poem.
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