No longer slaves -- 4/15/11

One day a while back a man carried a cross on a path
Hatred was thrown on His head, and he could hardly stand
for the bruises on his skin.

But He has inner strength no one can break.
The love of His father

She stands weeping then sees a man. He wonders at her
dismay. She says "My Lord was taken."
He says "I'm back once more."
He overtook the horrendous grave.
To death we are no longer slaves.

She sits at her computer and
tries to hide the pain shes feeling
all inside
Her mind is racing on way
to many cogs
things aren't clicking
Her head is in a fog
She thinks she knows what she wants
but she can't control it
Gods speaking her to her heart
even if she does not know it
She wants to feel loved by a someone
and she feels she must not be special
enough
she feels unattractive and thinks its
all her fault
God is slowly drawing her in and telling her
she is wrong
God has a plan
even if she is afraid
She is afraid to be alone
but she is afraid to fall in love
she does not know what to do
she does not want someone new
Just anyone would never do
Where will her path go next?
That depends on who she puts her hope in
Jesus is enough
He is the Prince of Peace
she needs to let go and get down on her knees