Freed From Shackles

My soul inside these shackles,
Was panting for light,
Which turned out to be oh so bright!
Had I become the laughingstock
Of these pugnacious cohorts;
Like the waves, I was tossed back and forth
To return to where I came from.

 And thanks to my Maker,
Who is the God of the universe, who saw me.
 He freed me from my chains,
That led me astray.
Surely, He is my Rock,
My Redeemer, my Deliverer,
Who saved me from the valley of death.

Faith

Faith is active not passive.

Faith reflects when you trust in God

and not by your own strength.

Faith is seen through your weaknesses,

so that God Himself will perform His power in you.

Faith is neither logical nor illogical;

thus, it transcends our understanding.

Faith is believing without seeing,

Just like believing we have brains

even without seeing them.

God's existence doesn't need to 

be proven by His creations including us human beings.

Faith is something God wants from you, from us.

The Moment of Dawn Awaits

by SayChiz13

The moment of dawn awaits

But I feel unprepared

I just can't battle on my own

To end this trepidation

I wonder how long His patience is

I am gullible

But He is brilliant.

He is magnified

But I am minuscule.

I had sewn uncouth seeds

That sprang up vengefully.

Oh but this Light of dawn awaits

He's calling me.

Nearly I get close to the line

Though it seems forgiving

Unforgiven my conscience yells.

I'm condemned!

I'm guilty!

I lay naked!

No secret is hidden.

I cry, I cry.

I sleep, I sleep.

I kill the enemy inside of me

No he's still got a hold of me

I can't defeat him

But I am helped

This Voice seems silent yet powerful

and the foe is alarmed

He shrivels I see

The Voice becomes clamorous

He is full of goodness

He is merciful.

He is gentle.

He is forgiving.

I lay naked

But He clothes me

I am uncovered

But He covers me.

I am condemned

But He convicts me

I am guilty

But He pardons me.

I am confused

He enlightens me.

The moment of dawn awaits

He's calling me.

I take His hand

He takes mine.

Powerfully, He asks me not

To look back, but to look forward.