My Life In Word

By the grace of God, my darkness ended.
Through night’s tunnel, my soul He tended.
Through many nights and countless days,
He held my hand; He led the way.
He stroked my heart so soft, so tender,
To my supplication He did render,
An answer to my pleading prayer:
“Give me strength, for if I am to bear
Such heartache, anguish and blinding pain
I’ll need shelter to weather this rain!”
His shelter — Unconditional Love.
Through His grace, I rose above. 
So, to all of those who cast a stone,
or two, or three;
I give forgiveness — my soul’s set free!

Simona A. Brinson

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