A Worthy Weapon
For reasons unspeakable and meanings misunderstood,
Her body was desecrated, mistaken for his good.
Battered, broken, betrayed, and bruised,
Her spirit was robbed from her, her trust misused.
Confused and weary, retreat her only choice,
The pain of betrayal silenced her inner voice.
Emotions were unrecognizable, strangers if you will,
Her feelings turned predatory, in search of a kill.
Terrified of the unfamiliar heart that beat inside her chest,
Her thoughts were vengeful and cruel at best.
She had never known a pain so deep and so great,
Instantly, she became intimate with the feeling of hate.
The dangers of the world, were all at once revealed,
Reminding her, betrayal had taken with it, her shield.
Who would protect her, be there to keep her safe,
Now that danger had taken on a new face?
For now she had no crutch, there would be no beacon in the night,
She herself would have to be a warrior, to survive this fight.
And it was a fight indeed, she battled head on,
Constantly being conquered from trying to face the battle alone.
Armed with selfishness, anger, resentment and pride,
She was desperately seeking a weapon, worthy enough her side.
So, ravaged and weak, she called out into the darkness,
And with her humility at hand, she was reminded of a promise.
Stilly and quietly she started to recall,
There was One, who had promised her it all.
Promised there was a place with no sorrow or tears,
And promised with Him, she’d have no evil to fear.
She questioned her debt, for she had acquired many
He assured with repentance she would not pay for any.
She asked about His sacrifice and He humbly replied,
For you my child, a thousand times over, I would have been crucified.
With those precious words, she fell upon her face,
Worshiping him, knowing she was unworthy of such grace.
He wiped a tear from her face, and gave her a light in her heart
Told her to go and be an example, that Jesus can be the start.
The start of the beginning to a whole new life,
Where your never left alone to face the struggle and strife.
He made it clear to her; your Master will never leave you,
She found comfort in the physical evidence of that that truth.
She found He was living, inside her heart He is alive,
No longer in fear, she can see the world in a whole new light.
Now dressed in His armor, she is ready for battle,
He helps her to mount, for today, she rides a new saddle.
Copyright © Amber Wells | Year Posted 2012
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