Unashamed
Posted January 1, 2007
I can't believe I didn't post this... I thought I had... :S
I wrote this a while back.
I told a friend I'd put this on here for her...
So I'm going to. :)
I don't think it's really a poem, 'cuz there's not any poetic structure to it. But hey, let's not split hairs... :P
~Unashamed~
As I travel down the path of rightousness,
I often glance at distractions and numerous people on the other routes as I pass them by.
Something in me feels darkly drawn to them,
And it looks like I'm missing out.
"Why can't I do those things? Why am I so limited to this path?"
I become numb to everything around me, and The One beside me.
My sinful nature grabs ahold of my conscience and twists it to whatever shape it desires.
I stray from the straight and narrow way and take a second glance at the people.
This becomes my downfall.
I change direction and continue on as I give in to temptation.
Joining the many others, I indulge my deisires.
And I enjoy it.
At least for a while.
Soon afterwards, my spirit is overwhelmed with guilt.
Why did I ever part from that pure and perfect path?
Terrified, I flee from the sinful things.
Again, why did I ever leave?
You were with me before.
I grab Your hand, my knuckles whitening from squeezing so tightly.
You are with me now.
But You look into my eyes, my very soul, and say without hostility,
"I never let go of you.
I was always with you."
Your blood covers me, and I am forgiven.
I am unashamed.
