By Grace, the fog is lifting.
I can finally stand upright, as the hand that once pressed down on the back of my neck disintegrates to ashes.
I can see through tightly shut eyes.
I can hear over the ringing in my ears.
I can speak past the hand that once muffled my cries,
of the brutality that was too painful to fully remember,
comprehend or relate to others.
Little children, don’t be afraid any longer, open your eyes look at me.
See me in you, See you, me ,us, them.
See your true self,
You were never given the chance to be.
Gather around me now time to come home, altogether now…push,…fight…stand,
out of the rabbit hole (so to speak).
Eyes adjusting to the light.
Struggling to walk against the gravity of apathy.
I cannot even begin to explain that which is beyond understanding, His ways are not ours.
Rest now weary child and know that GOD is real.
He will never ABANDON you.
HE knows …
THE LORD reveals himself through his LIVING WORD and through others.
He is the faintest whisper in the storm.
HE is always “in control”,
even when we are not in control of ourselves.
THE LORD loves in a depth beyond our understanding.
He’s got this, All of this !
All that is required is,
please help me to let go of the past,
and forgive, forgive, forgive, as you’ve forgiven me.
Jesus said: “follow me”.
Finally…I heard and understood, aware, awake, vigilant.
And rise from the dead
And Christ will shine on you.”
Ephesians 5:14 (Isaiah 60:1,2)
Anthony Gomez, Moncks Corner, South Carolina