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I remember. 

I watch you raise your fist to hit my face and I hear my prayers for you now. 

Please! I have found out that the hand you used to beat on me could reach for Jesus and that you did reach and He took and held that fist next to his heart. And you were saved by grace like me. 

Please! Understand the tears that flow red streaks down my cheeks are there not because I am hurt by you anymore but that I am crying for you because you didn't know about peace.  

I forgive you now.  I did not know of forgiveness then. I'm sorry for my hate and anger. 

I forgive me now. I was hurting and afraid and did not know I could be safe. 

I am learning about Jesus and all he is; how he got hit in the face too. Jesus had a lot of bad happen to Him but He still loved and loves me where I am and loves you as you are and hurts and cries to see the rage.  

And I know that if you could just listen you would hear Him call so very quietly. 

Stop. 

Be Still. 

I love you and you would not want to hit anymore.

 

Anonymously Submitted

 

 

I hate you for what you have done!
I am grateful for what you have given me.


Tortured,
twisted,
but mine,
to love,
to hold.


I wish I could take back what you have done!
In doing so I wouldn't have what you have given.


Forgive,
forget
so I do
and I grow.


Hurt,
still mine
to praise,
to enjoy.


Feelings so strong for someone I meet only briefly
in passing to take from your arms, to my heart.


Love,
here
guide me to fix what is
broken,
hurt.


Show my hands how to fix that which
my heart holds so precious and dear.


Tears,
sorrow
yet someday letting go,
growing,
moving on.

 

crossney

They took my last smile away today.

I don't know why they wanted to steal it.

I would have given it to them for free then they could of had one for their very own.

When they tore my first one off my face
and turned it upside down and ruined it forever
I made another, hoping I could save it,
and give it to them like a surprise
(I hid it in my back pocket)
but it got pushed down and that one smooshed in,
and got all runny so I tried again to have a smile ready.

I'd hoped they could see how pretty and free it was
but they stole that one before I even had it finished
and played with it for a while
when they got tired of it
they threw it in the trash.

And now I have no more smiles to give because today they took my last one

 

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"Who We Are" by Bruce De Boer
copyright © 2001
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