Weary Sinner

Tired. Worn.

Packing up that which was.

As I prepare for what will be.

Doors close behind, as I wait in faith.

The looming hallway between darkens.

Struggling, I give in anxiously.

How long will I wait?

. . .

On my knees now I pray:

Forgiveness for my impatience.

Patience for my waiting.

Waiting in expectance.

Expecting something greater.

Greater than what is now.

Now soon to be memories.

Memories soon shall be made new.

New doors will open.

Opened by God, those I shall walk through.

. . .

Always forgiven,

His beloved, I am.

White as snow,

Despite my sins,

and disobedience.

Ignoring His voice,

Even when I know

What He offers is GREATER.

. . .

Thankful for His sacrifice.

I run towards His embrace.



All that ties me down.



To follow His path,

His dream,

At His pace.

“28 Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”

-Bible Gateway – English Standard Version



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