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~~~ JASON ~~~ CHERYL ANN MUNFORD ~~~
FORGIVE ME FATHER
Forgive me Father for I have sinned
I want so badly to stop, but always sin again
The temptations are tough, satan is NOT inescapable
But life like this is rough, with You I know I'm capable
So please Father, please forgive my sin
Open up my heart and walk right in
I know what You are going to say
“Son, I can only come in part of the way”
So here, click... the door is open wide
Help Yourself Father, go right inside
I know at first glance You’ll be disgusted
The inside is terribly filthy, the outside is badly rusted
But I am in dire need of a new heart
I messed up the first time, give me a new start
My child, I do not know of these sins you claim
I'm looking at your sheet, here is your name
I see no sin here, it is completely clean
What on earth My child did you mean
But my Father, how could this be
That sheet should be full, if it belongs to me!
My past relationships should fill that right up
Not to mention what I drank from my cup
You must be mistaken for that cannot be mine
I’ve done nothing but sin, from the beginning of time
Yes I know, My child this is all true
But you are forgetting something... aren’t you
Your past was erased at the start of your prayer
POOF, gone right into thin air
But then you asked Me forgive you again
But I cannot forgive someone with no sin
Your heart is now clean, thus it will remain
From now on until forever, since you called My Name.
Submitted by Jason
I, even I, am He that blotteth out thy transgressions
for Mine own sake, and will not remember thy sins.
Isaiah 43:25
... for I will forgive their iniquity, and I will remember
their sin no more.
Jeremiah 31:34b
LOST IDENTITY
Growing up lost trapped within myself
Overcoming disappointment became the test
Walking around as empty as can be
I had yet to learn about God's peace
Allowing others to paint an image of who I should be
Trying my best to meet their needs
If I had a clear definition of “Self-respect”
My life would've been paved with different steps
Knowing from the start this wasn't suppose to be
But I never thought I lacked “Identity”
Identity that was needed for self-worth
Had me looking for love throughout the earth
Words like "You’re special"
"You can achieve all of your dreams"
Were never spoken over me
Failing to accept how uniquely God made me
Low self-esteem and insecurities ran rampantly
Strongholds of rejection… anger… and fear…
Produced a well spring of falling tears
Unable to express my heartfelt thoughts
The enemy invaded my mind with demonic force
I desperately wanted and needed to be loved
I did almost anything to get it done
The day my innocence was stolen from me
Self-loathing and self-hatred erased all dreams
I fought my attacker with all my might
But he succeeded in winning the fight
I opened my mouth, but I couldn’t speak
A spirit of fear had a hold of me
With constant feelings of being misunderstood
I told my secret in unformed words
My life became a revolving door of shame and blame
Dropping my head reflected the pain
Why couldn’t they see my cry for help
I was steadily battling within myself
"I don’t understand you" and "why are you acting this way"
Were spoken to me each and every day
Drugs, alcohol and sexual abuse contributed to the shame
But it was the root of all my pain
It started with a child wanting a voice
Never allowed to make a choice
Always told just what to do
Kill them with kindness… was the golden rule
No one's perfect, we all make mistakes
But why was I getting slapped in the face
Overwhelming hurt found in my eyes
Was just another danger sign
My sunny days were filled with rain
It's funny how you learn to accommodate pain
My heart became as stony as a rock
Overwhelming sadness became the padlock
Locked in a prison without any walls
The silence in my heart screamed out to all
Unable to live with the shame on my face
I lifted my voice and began to pray
God's faithfulness was truly displayed
A touch from heaven relieved the pain
He freed my voice to share my grief
Leading His people into His peace
Life lessons distorted many dreams
But God's grace and mercy kept a hold of me
God has a wonderful plan for my life
Through all the pain I learned to write
My voice is now found in typing keys
For writing brought healing and deliverance to me
God knew He would use all of that pain
So that others would be able to face their shame
Healing and deliverance that was given unto me
Is yours for the asking, "If You Dare Believe."
Submitted by Cheryl Ann Munford
The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me, because He hath
anointed Me to preach the gospel to the poor; He
hath sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach
deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight
to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised...
Luke 4:18
HELP ME OUT
Hello, are You there? I need Your help...
Submitted by Jason
Hello, can You hear me? Can You help me out?
Hello? Hello? Hmmm, I guess You are too busy...
I rarely ask much of You, so why don't You help me?
Easy My child...for I Am here
Why all this yelling? Why all these tears?
Lord, You must help me... You owe me this one
But I gave you all you need... paid by My Son
But You said I was special... made just like You!
That’s what You told me... is this not true?
Yes My son, that is what I said
But this idea that I owe you, who put that in your head
You cannot rub Me any which way
Get three wishes... anything and whatever you say
But I gave up so much for You!
Gave up everything that I loved to do!
I left so many of my friends behind
Is this what You had in mind?
To get me to leave everyone and thing that I know
Make me start over... leave me nowhere to go?
Excuse Me.. what did you just say?
I can still remember the day...
They mocked Him, beat Him, spit in His face
Looked and laughed at Him with such disgrace
They shoved a crown of thorns down upon His head
Nailed Him to a cross, He certainly was dead
He was My everything... My One and Only Son
And you say you gave up so much for Me...
Thus I owe you one!
But I hardly come to You asking for a favor
Save me then, if You are truly My Savior
My son, you’ve got it all wrong in the head
Think of the times when you come to Me...
Only when someone is dead
Why don’t you bring Me good news, praises and thanks
For those are just some of the things that it truly takes.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of
Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:
Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to
be equal with God: But made Himself of no reputation,
and took upon Him the form of a servant, and was made
in the likeness of men: And being found in fashion as a
man, He humbled himself, and became obedient unto
death, even the death of the cross.
Philippians 2:5-8
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