Don't have the exact date on this one, but I know that it had to be sometime in either September or October of 2001. Because of the issues I had going on in my life around the same time as the 9-11 attacks. I actually finished laying the issue to rest last night, so the poem needed to be revisted anyway. Made me smile.
Father God...I've Come Home
by: R.A. Slater
Broken and Bruised
I crawl back to You
Hoping against human hope
That You will forgive me yet again
Expecting to hear a resounding "NO"
Instead my heart melts at Your resounding "Welcome back"
Your gentle hands lift me,
And I wince in pain at the balm of Your love
The balm which is Your tears and Your blood
Applied to my wounds, shed at my iniquity
With gentle fingertips
You wipe the tears from my eyes
And wash me clean from the stains of my sorrow and torment
You whisper words of forgiveness and all consuming love
Into my aching soul,
And You hold me...
You Hold me as if I were Your most precious daughter in the entirety of creation
And as Your eyes smile at me......
......I know that I am
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This is a very well written one that ends beautifully.
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