Free from guilt
Free from the past
Free from Harm
Free from Fear
Free from being a victim
And
Free to become a victor!
Finally I am Free and Trusting God.
At first, it was so hard for me.
Hard for me to let it all go
And
Be Free.
I had gotten used to the idea of being
Beaten down, crushed, and dreams vanquished.
It was familiar.
And I didn’t want to change.
It gave me substance.
It gave me excuses.
It allowed me to cast blame on everything and everyone.
It allowed me to be irresponsible and unreliable.
I had an excuse
To yell at my husband,
To yell at my kids,
To come in late at work,
To not attend Church.
To cry all night long,
To sing the deceitful poor me pity me song.
I was raped.
I was abused.
I was mistreated.
I was used.
I was washed up.
I was cried out.
I was mentally mistreated.
And
Satan used all of the above to his advantage.
I just sat there and let him have his way.
I allowed him to
Come into my heart.
To come into my home.
To come between my family and friends.
I allowed Satan
To take away my joy.
Free from guiltFree from the past
Free from Harm
Free from Fear
Free from being a victim
And
Free to become a victor!
Finally I am Free and Trusting God.
At first, it was so hard for me.
Hard for me to let it all go
And
Be Free.
I had gotten used to the idea of being
Beaten down, crushed, and dreams vanquished.
It was familiar.
And I didn’t want to change.
It gave me substance.
It gave me excuses.
It allowed me to cast blame on everything and everyone.
It allowed me to be irresponsible and unreliable.
I had an excuse
To yell at my husband,
To yell at my kids,
To come in late at work,
To not attend Church.
To cry all night long,
To sing the deceitful poor me pity me song.
I was raped.
I was abused.
I was mistreated.
I was used.
I was washed up.
I was cried out.
I was mentally mistreated.
And
Satan used all of the above to his advantage.
I just sat there and let him have his way.
I allowed him to
Come into my heart.
To come into my home.
To come between my family and friends.
I allowed Satan
To take away my joy.
I allowed Satan to take away my light.
I had refused
To take refuge in Christ.
I had accepted that this was me.
I had accepted to be bind in hate and anger.
I had become a person that lacked victory.
I allowed Satan to tell me that
I was not meant to be free.
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One day….
I found my self tired and exhausted.
On the verge of loosing my mind.
On the verge of loosing my family.
On the verge of loosing it all.
I was tried of fighting, tired of running.
I had refused
To take refuge in Christ.
I had accepted that this was me.
I had accepted to be bind in hate and anger.
I had become a person that lacked victory.
I allowed Satan to tell me that
I was not meant to be free.
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One day….
I found my self tired and exhausted.
On the verge of loosing my mind.
On the verge of loosing my family.
On the verge of loosing it all.
I was tried of fighting, tired of running.
Tired of living.
I wanted to end it all.
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But in the midst of my pain
But in the midst of my pain
I heard a strong yet gentle voice whispering in my ear
"Don't end it yet."
“Try me”
“Cast Your Cares and I will set you Free.”
“Try me”
“Cast Your Cares and I will set you Free.”
So I tryed HIM for myself.
And
I declared PEACE!
Peace on my home, Peace on my Marriage, Peace on my kids, Peace on my friends,
Peace on my Job…
PEACE!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I Thank God I am healed!
Thank you Lord, for dieing on the cross for me.
Thank you for washing me in your blood.
By your stripes
I am healed!
Healed from Every sin!
Healed from Every mistake!
Healed from Depression!
Healed from Addiction!
Healed from Poverty!
Healed from Affliction!
I casted my cares!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is all GONE!
Everything that anyone has ever done to me….
Gone!
Thank You God!
It's all gone!
The pain
GONE!
The hurt
GONE!
The guilt
GONE!
I let go of the past.
I let go of the victim mentality.
I hold on to God’s grace and mercy.
Praise God, I have been set Free!
Free of what my mother said, free of what my father said.
Free of what anyone has done to me.
Free from all the guilt.
Free from all the pain.
Thank You Lord for giving me another Chance!
Thank you oh Lord for giving me back
And
I declared PEACE!
Peace on my home, Peace on my Marriage, Peace on my kids, Peace on my friends,
Peace on my Job…
PEACE!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I Thank God I am healed!
Thank you Lord, for dieing on the cross for me.
Thank you for washing me in your blood.
By your stripes
I am healed!
Healed from Every sin!
Healed from Every mistake!
Healed from Depression!
Healed from Addiction!
Healed from Poverty!
Healed from Affliction!
I casted my cares!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is all GONE!
Everything that anyone has ever done to me….
Gone!
Thank You God!
It's all gone!
The pain
GONE!
The hurt
GONE!
The guilt
GONE!
I let go of the past.
I let go of the victim mentality.
I hold on to God’s grace and mercy.
Praise God, I have been set Free!
Free of what my mother said, free of what my father said.
Free of what anyone has done to me.
Free from all the guilt.
Free from all the pain.
Thank You Lord for giving me another Chance!
Thank you oh Lord for giving me back
My Light.
My Life.
My Hope.
My Faith.
My Hope.
My Faith.
My Family
My Friends.
My Marriage.
Praise to the Glory on High, I am HEALED!
Thank You, Oh Lord, for giving me your Love!
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Ahhhh
Finally.
I am free.
Finally.
I am Me.
Finally.
I have let it all go.
Finally.
I can Praise the Lord!
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Psalm 150:1-6
{150:1} Praise ye the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power.
{150:2} Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness.
{150:3} Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp.
{150:4} Praise him with the tumbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs.
{150:5} Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals.
{150:6} Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD.
Thank You, Oh Lord, for giving me your Love!
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Ahhhh
Finally.
I am free.
Finally.
I am Me.
Finally.
I have let it all go.
Finally.
I can Praise the Lord!
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Psalm 150:1-6
{150:1} Praise ye the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power.
{150:2} Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness.
{150:3} Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp.
{150:4} Praise him with the tumbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs.
{150:5} Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals.
{150:6} Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD.
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1 comment:
Hey Regina - awesome poem. I just love that you are feeling so darn free!! Incredible feeling, isn't it?? : )
I've been on an extended blogging break. "Taking up my mat and walking" and trying to ignore that nagging little voice in my head that keeps saying, "oh, this would make a great blog post" LOL I just found for a while there, that I was getting a bit to preoccupied with listening to what God had to say for the purpose of writing it down to share with others and not so much for what I NEEDED to hear. Does that make sence?
But, I thought I'd stop by and see how things are going over here and I was refreshed by the victory you have expressed in this post.
So glad that you are a fellow blogger. You will encourage many others that have struggled in captivity to the enemy's lies. God bless you and your family!
Love for you, my Sister.
Cristine
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