Just when you think you can’t take anymore.
Every solution has been met with a closed door.
Sickness, finances, and disappointments soar
Until they appear larger than life and your spirit is at war.
Silently, you say a prayer, unworthy as you are.
Secretly you pray to your Father from whom you’ve strayed so far
Abba, Father, if I confess your name, will you save a wretch like me?
Victory. Can that be mine? Can you hear this sinner’s plea?
Even though I don’t deserve the blessings that you shower
Save this wretched sinner from the gates of hell this hour.
I cannot repay the price that you’ve paid.
I cannot undo the sins that made me the enemy’s slave.
But you can throw my sins away into the forgotten sea
You can make me whole again and give me the victory.
So, I thank you, Father, Jesus
I’ll forever praise Your name.
I’ll forever serve you, Father
Not for fortune or for fame
But, because you saved a wretch like me
And forever changed my name.
~ Lorraine M. Castle ~
Beautiful poem and soo true…
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