Dancing In the Moonlight
I recall a time when
I danced in the moonlight;
Walked along the shores of
Beautiful lakes;
Camping out with deception,
And illusion,
I wondering down paths
Of suffering and pain;
That’s how it began,
But once is all it takes.
I was young; I wanted to fit in,
To belong,
I thought I was grown;
We sat in circles
Drinking and getting stoned
One thing led to another,
And before I knew it, I was hooked;
My fraudulent friend deluded me,
Called it living life
To the fullest,
Now I ask, “when will it all end?’
I had bottomed out;
My true loved ones
Intervened;
They offered their protective
And caring hand,
Leading me down a righteous road
And out of a desolate land.
The resolve was difficult at best,
“Why should God care
If I live or if I die?”
I felt as if I had no self-worth.
So many Christians offered
Up prayers on my behalf;
They told me about a Savior
Whose Father sent Him to earth
To save the lost,
And how He paid the ultimate cost.
They told me how He would forgive
My trespasses if I would just ask,
With Him I could be myself
And throw away the mask
I had been hiding behind
All these years.
Today I am clean;
When I lay my head
Down at night,
I know God has chained up my demons;
Through Jesus, and my faith in God,
I fought the battle and I’ve won.
© Janice Bumbalough Marler
poetrybyjan@nc.rr.com
By dolores39
© 2008 dolores39
(All rights reserved)
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