Testimony of An Abuser

The substance of what I hoped for
Was evident by what was seen,
And by it I obtained a bad report;
Through it I would sojourn in the vale of Jordan, 
as one reaching the mirage;
But still without it I was impossible to please.
Diligently I sought my rewards:  
Promises that could not tarry;
As sand through the hour glass...  fingers to mouth
Gasping and grasping until a fist formed, I beat at air.
I beat them:  spoiling their goods for the substance
Enjoying its pleasures for seasons at a time - 
But then later, I had no pleasure in myself.
I found that I was the apprehended, so I drew back...
When I heard the illumination of God speak of better things.
I believed and still believe now seeking Him with diligence,
That I may bring God pleasure and not shame, 
That I may enrich others And that I may now 
Apprehend that for which I'm apprehended of Jesus - 
For the substance of what I now hope for 
Is evident by what is not seen,
And by it I shall obtain a good report.


Scripture Compilation
Hebrews 10:35-39; 11:1-16
Philippians 3:12-14
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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