Apple of His eye
Before I was formed in my mother’s womb.
Chosen to be His daughter
Destined to serve in His kingdom
Even though He knew I would turn my back on Him.
Fighting to go my own way
Giving in to the lusts of my flesh
Hope faded.
Indescribable pain took residence in my heart
Jeopardizing my eternity.
Keeping my sins hidden left me exhausted
Longing for death, but still longing to be loved.
Moving further away from Light
Not wanting to be seen or heard.
Opening myself to more depression
Purposefully cutting myself off from life.
Questioning, why am I here
Remembering a blessed life with Christ.
Safety, I want to feel safe in His arms again.
Tortured by my past sins, I fear I will never be able to return to Him.
Used and abused by the demons that held me captive
Voiceless
What can I do to escape? I weep and He hears my silent cries
X-ray vision probe my heart. Seeing a heart marred with scars and infested wounds
You, Lord, know how to clean and heal me. I return to You, my Rescuer, my Savior.
Zealously, I will follow You.
Balm 4 the Soul 