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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Forgiven She wore a scarlet letter on her back Tied up with chains That strangled and kept her from being free. She could barely breathe… Her guilt and shame worn like a cloak around her back. As she tries to hold her head up high, the weight of all her stains pushes it down. As she sits in the back row trying to be invisible. There is talk of forgiveness and repentance… For one such as she? Surely not? The man of God spoke as if he knew her. He told a story of a women at a well encountering Jesus. Could this Jesus love a filthy slave like her? As she pondered this repentance story, She gave her mind to possibilities. Maybe, she would give this kind of love a chance. She felt a love surround her, As if a warm gentle summer breeze had lifted her and the glorious rays of the sunniest beach day came down upon her shoulders. She felt the weight of the heavy burdensome chains, drop around her feet. She felt clean and different. A freedom that took flight in her spirit Reminded her of the eagle She had seen flying high above the clouds Giving hope… Could one really feel this clean? She walked out that day Onto a new path, that went in the opposite direction. No longer was she wrapped in chains. The scarlet letter wiped away. Forgiven like the women at the well, Her head was high as her spirit took flight Things would never be the same! The angels in the heavenly realm cried tears of joy That mixed with hers, flowing freely down her face. Washing away all the pain of her past A pure white robe placed upon her… Cleaned by the blood of the lamb. Grace Daub January 20, 2022 Written for Repent and Believe Contest sponsored by Regina McIntosh 1 John 1:9 KJV - If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
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