35 and lost
Alone and rejected.
Full of despair
and the pain of a
life nobody wants to live.
Three kids from nowhere
Taken and used.
Decieving and promised.
Blinding believing
And trusting in lies.
Wandering.
Drowning.
Alone and afraid.
20 and alive.
Full of promise and pride.
Ready to tackle
All of life's woes.
Depending on nobody.
Trusting even less.
Resilient and ready
To take down anyone in her path.
Wandering
Fighting
Cynical and closed.
Fifty and seeking.
Scrambling to survive.
Defying the odds
And every statistic
Because of passion
Persistence and
Strength beyond measure
Struggling.
Persevering
Sharing and learning.
Priveleged to know
women with stories
like these.
And I learn from them daily that
Jesus is alive
And it's much deeper than me.
What in the world do we know?
About purpose and faith...
Can we honestly say that we
would know His face?
Can we openly admit
That we're not worthy of grace?
Do we want to truly see what it means to live on our knees?
Are we ready to understand that His love is for more than me?
And if we claim to know that those statements are true?
Then where are our bruises and who are we reaching?
How are we sharing, what are we teaching and
Are we ready to NEVER stop until He says we're through?
35 and lost.
20 and alive.
50 and seeking.
It's not them.
It's not us.
It's Him.
And it's we.
