Damaged Beyond Repair
People have told you and given you compliments;
in one ear and out of the other.
You did not see that beauty within yourself,
you did not want to rise above another.
Mentally damaged to the point of it becoming very hard,
to see any good or worth within you.
A small amount saw any good or enough to lend any helps,
a right perception was only of a few.
Not seeing myself as any more good,
to others, or at times, even unto myself but;
I must keep in mind that my Lord Jesus Christ,
has not just left me alone to myself.
He has a use and mission for you,
you must be broken in order to be made.
Stripped down to nothing in order have something,
for with His life, your ransom was paid.
You must forget what you know in order to be taught,
you must repent or you as clay will harden the wrong way;
for then you will not be worth nothing,
but to be broken, destroyed and thrown away.
As the Potter molds the clay that is he is working with,
working with it on what we call the Potter’s wheel.
Defects will often sometimes appear to the potter,
this is when the Potter works you as His creation when the defects are revealed.
Always remember, the Potter has the power over the clay,
the power to build it up or the power to tear it down.
Just as Jesus has the power to forgive sin,
that would make you no longer hell bound.
There is no place lower than hell,
this place Jesus has already went.
To give to those souls down there an opportunity also,
for to heal those damaged goods He went.
Copyright © Dwayne Moore | Year Posted 2011
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