by Tanya T. Warrington
Shame weighed
heavily upon me,
squashing laughter,
burying tears
Shame robbed,
relentlessly stripping,
taking away worth,
breaking trust
Shame tied
itself to me,
hampering freedom,
blocking health.
Be gone, Shame,
I'm tired of your weight--
you belong to the abuser.
I'm ready to soar!
Goodbye, Shame,
your days of plunder
are ended this day--
I claim truth and worth.
Good riddance, Shame,
My Savior has cut
your grappling old hold--
I am God's free child!
No more
Shall your name mar,
mark or malign me--
I delight my Lord.
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2 comments:
Tanya,
This is like a Psalm! Thank you for sharing your heart here and showing the power of God's healing love.
jane
Amen. Simply beautiful!
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