I Almost Tossed It Out
It was only bringing me pain.
I did not value it as I should.
So it was used and abused...
Treated with such little respect.
My mother was reverent with it.
Touching each part with awe and glad tears.
My father so protective of it.
Worry sprouted anger, as potatoes sprout eyes, if it was harmed.
Me?
I didn't give it a second thought…
Except in terms of what was lacking.
Comparing mine with others…ridiculous practice.
The one who should have valued it ,
who whispered promises of eternal devotion,
Selfishly used it up, as if it were his to use as he willed...
And tossed it out.
I, seeing it through his skewed eyes, too decided it wasn't worth the space it took up.
I introduced it to poison,
hoping for a bad first impression.
….I almost tossed it out….
But God had other plans.
He reminded me that I am not my own.
I was bought with a price.
So, it is not my right to throw away
what had been paid for.
My protective father intervened as well.
Reminding me that there are some who value
What i so callously tried to throw out.
My life was saved that day.
It was still a painful life and I was repulsed by my body and soul…But I knew there was a reason I was unsuccessful In tossing it away.
Thank God for second chances…Forgiveness…true love… and for the growth of our spirit, as we come to love this soul He created for his pleasure, purpose, and plan.
I almost tossed out my life, but, thank God he had other plans.
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