Wednesday 24 January 2018

Shame is not the end

Shame is not the end of the road
It’s the bottom of the hill
With a fork and a bend
Where I somehow slid
Did I not take direction?
Did I not read the signs?
Did I take a wrong turn
Drive the wrong side?

Whatever the case,
I am here in this place
With a fork and a bend
And a choice to be made:
Continue in shame and the circuit of sinning
A circular track with no end
And no clear beginning.
It looks so easy, and it won’t hurt my pride
I just dust off and keep cruising
Take the downhill ride
Or the steep walking track.
Up and off to the right;

The first step is clear
And the rest out of sight
It looks dark from the road
But if I lift up my eyes
To the far distant hills,
I can see the bright city
My heart leaps and thrills
My friend and my God
My king and my feast
Is preparing a place
Just for me
Where I’m free

“Take one step”
He calls out 
and his voice sounds so close
So I do
And the weight
Of my burden seems weightless
And I feel like my legs become wings
And the steep uphill track
Is still under my feet
But my feet are now floating
And my hands are both held
My lungs full with breath so alive and so fresh
The first step seemed so hard
And yet effortless now

As I fly and I skip with my God through the clouds.

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