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Traveling Again

 

Traveling Again

11 May 2022

Marie Slider


I'm on that rough path again, though this time I see the lies,

That Satan often tells me, but God, he hears my cries.

Those rocks and sticks I've overcome, I thought would break my bones,

Have only made me stronger, many times I have been shown.

I'm not that same lost girl, who was stuck in the dark,

The warmth of that calm spirit, resides within my heart.

The darkness tries to overcome, but this journey has let me see,

That I've walked this path before, and God can set me free.

I have to push myself again, to walk this path of sorrow,

And I know that, yet again, I may walk it tomorrow.

Today, however, I can find that door that's so inviting,

And be embraced by Heavenly Father, (isn't that exciting?)

He will always give me peace, if I reach out my hand

And I know that one day, I will permanently take that stand.

But, if I have to turn around, and take another journey,

Through the hurt and anger, that so often plague me,

I can always make it through, the path that is so rough,

Because I've faced it many times, which has made me tough.

Now that I know the tools, that always help me fight

I try to help others, find that door of light.

Our journeys may be different, but parallel they are.

If they continue fighting, then they will make it far.

One day our hurt will end, and we will find relief,

We just have to find a way, to hold to that belief.


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