Looking In

Hope

On the outside

Looking in

At the wreckage

Of a life misspent

Hatred

Self-Loathing

So much anger turned in

Oh God, Save me!

I’m drowning in sin

Against you, myself, my wife

Regret and remorse

Fill every hour of everyday

Crying

Sighing

More to come

All my strength, gone…

Shuddering

Shaking

Will it ever end?

Finally, I collapse

Does he love me?

Are the scriptures true?

They say faith begets faith

I wouldn’t know

Mine has been squandered

And yet

When the tears dry

And the tension subsides

There is this little light

It speaks to me

Calmly, quietly

Soothing my fright

It is the Light

That shows me the way

Riding my stormy waves

I love you He says

You’re going to be alright

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6 thoughts on “Looking In

  1. I once had a pastor once who use to ask, ” How does an orange get to be an orange? It just hangs in there!” Sometimes that’s all I’ve got, faith, hope and white knuckles!

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