Free

Standing in chaos—losing the battle Sensing destruction near at the door I was living despondency—wondering every day God, can I possibly take anymore? I was the victim—self proclaimed martyr Always remaining the person in need Sometimes mistreated—often neglected Brought to my knees, it was there I would plead Wanting out desperately—hoping for something To pull me away from the crumbling ledge Reaching into the dark—seeking the answer Knowing without it, I'd fall from the edge I said, "Lord, can you help me—won’t you please save me? I know that you're out there, just give me a sign"! I needed to find the faith—grasp for it blindly I had to believe that salvation was mine Then, I heard the voice speaking—the Spirit was leading Bringing me into a presence unknown The Father's redemption—was taking a hold of me And without fear, the faith in me has grown Now I can feel His love—fully encompassing I walk in the confidence he's granted me Seeing my life ahead—knowing there is a plan In Him I rejoice, for I'm finally free! Written in July, 1999