A Bottled Message of Grace
A Bottled Message of Grace
A successfully affluent lawyer began to wander
Through many years of alcoholism, he fell
Ten years he wandered around in the wilderness
In a drunken state at the bottom of life’s well
Everything he had known in his past life was a blur
Like a dust that slipped through his fingers so quickly
Searching the empty hole in his heart he collapsed
finding himself laying in the street beaten and sickly
Lacking the resources to buy more alcohol he fumbles
Through his pockets looking for change maybe a dollar
His stomach rolls from the lack of nutritious food
His mouth is parched as he loosens his collar
Filthy he heads for the beach to wash in its water
Contemplating suicide, a small bottle tapped on his back
Opening the bottle he saw a note inside with his name on it
Heart racing he opens the note as he looked for a place to sit
Trembling hands , his face washed in tears he slowly read
Dear Joe, This message has followed you for many years
My invitation is to welcome you back home repaired
If you say yes this note will bring you back restored and fed
Leaping to his feet he screams “YES” I accept your invitation
A warmth passed through him like a thousand thundering storms
His body shook as the blinders fell off his eyes he cried, Father
You are my Son, my love breaks with light upon this your new morn
A message in a bottle is all Joe would see
God uses what he needs to reach you and me
It is never to late to reach up for his grace
He will always shine his love upon your face
Carole Cookie Arnold
Copyright © Carole Cookie Arnold | Year Posted 2011
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