His Amazing Grace

before i could ever understand. that i would rest in the palm of your hand. you never balled your fist. you’re the only reason i exist. you could have crushed me but you loved me.i ran away from home discontent with the holiness. into a crowded world and yet was met with loneliness. nothing ever filled the void, my spirit was willing but my flesh would avoid. i wasn’t ready, i wasn’t worthy.  shame became the name of the game. but the night i stopped playing, i prayed for rain. wash me. fill my cup. i once settled for lust and didn’t feel the touch, no wonder it was never enough. on the floor, ready to give it all up. but it was HE who heard my cry. who felt my despair. and he revealed to his prodigal daughter, for it was time for her to return back to her loving father.“welcome back home, for i’ve been with you all along, despite how you felt, my child, you were never alone.” i bowed at his feet and covered my face, realizing his grace followed me for all of my days. 

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