I was battered and bruised by the wounds of life imparted to me by
my Parents in strife.
For unable to handle the pain in their hearts they tore at each other with malice and hate leaving despair and fear in its wake.
They wanted Love but couldn’t find the way seeking for it in the chattels of life which lead to confusion turmoil and strife.
Scared of what would happen if I came near cringing and crying with pain in my soul loosing the joy that Childhood holds.
My days became something to dread and at times I even wished I was dead.
I wanted to share but no one could see the pain that I did bear or that I needed someone to care.
Just a child full of fancy wanting to escape seeking Love instead of heartache.
I rebelled through the years having no peace and unable to find the joy that I had lost I punished myself at great cost.
The inner child in increasing pain was left alone to bear the shame,
Many times did I seek but no Love was found only guilt and fear, how I longed for arms to hold me near.
If only someone could understand and take away the pain helping me to feel Loved and wanted again.
Yet deep within His heart was a Love that would not depart a tenderness waiting to be shown a Joy of things unknown.
Knocking at my hearts door Jesus asked if He could come in for He had already forgiven me of my sin and was wanting to heal me of my pain setting me free me from the shame.
I opened up the door and felt Him drawing me near then I knew in His arms I never need to fear for He gave me His Peace and perfect Love
On the wings of a Dove.
Then I understood He was always by our side from the very start He chose to win His Bride even if we roamed He would search and carry us home.
He would never let us go because He Loved us so.
Placing within our hearts the Joy of things to come so His Hope we would know and His blessings would overflow,
The wonder of it all is His Love that’s always free reaching from the start and filling Eternity.
Penned by Annie