swallowed by deep shadows of shame
her identity shaken,
a death of integrity to her name
iniquity engulfed this heart,
like fuel to an uncontrollable flame.
if she had any breath left, she would scream,
but she feared more of the same--
isolation, detachment, a loss of joy
the colors were blending
the music was fading
the people withdrew.
words couldn't speak,
to what she was feeling
until offered to her, was life anew
rescued from harm,
and harm's deceitful trap
to promise her real truth,
love divine-no trace of a gap...
you provide sweet kisses,
to your child whom you adore
you build her up again,
with promises to restore...
"For I will restore health to you, and your wounds I will heal, declares the LORD..."
Jeremiah 30:17
