“Congratulations!” I said…as my body regurgitated the sour lump in my throat. Watching people traverse the same sordid road I plummeted down so many years ago conveys to me a double-edged sword. On the one side, I truly am so very happy for them…yet on the other side, the razor-sharp blade sends my protective spirit into overdrive, silently screaming “Stop!”
But would they?
I didn’t…
From where did we come?
What purpose are we?
Where are we going?
Is heaven for me?
.
Lord, help me, I pray
Escape from life’s sin
This battle is not
A fight I can win
.
My spirit sees peace
Through your firmament
Your hand reaches down
To strike your judgment
.
Yet, you passed right by
My broken down soul
The blood of Jesus
Paid Satan’s death toll
.
My broken soul healed
No more roads to roam
Your healing has come
Your hand takes me home
.
“I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit.” ~Romans 15:13 (NLT)
Voice of Restoration 