Someone was knocking on my door other day.
Someone wanting, shoving, trying to push their way.
Peering out my windows of reasoning.
I saw an old man full of life’s seasoning.
In his hand he’s holding a bag of tricks.
Beckoning me to the door, telling me has a fix.
I open the door simply to stop the noise of his knocking.
But when he takes off his hood, the sight I see is so shocking!
My own reflection staring back me almost knocks me to the floor.
The untamed, unchanged me from way before.
Pulling out her bag, I see anger and shame…
The sin, the drugs, the lying game.
The “old man” was knocking on my heart’s door.
Trying to rise up in me, trying to take more.
The “old man” once had his way
But beware, because he’s always at bay.
Jesus help me for I never want to be
the “old man,” for him and your spirit do not agree.
Make me new, help me to abstain as much as I can
So that I may show others how to close the door on their old man.
A New Life 
I love the way you have the old man pull back his hood and you see that it’s really you! Great imagery!
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Wow!!! This was so amazing Amy! That old man that we were tries to remind us of what we use to be…brings out the bag of tricks. May we never go back to that place! In Jesus Name!
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Amen!
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Mine seems to be knocking a lot lately! Some days are louder than others. He can keep knocking but can’t come in!
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Amen Stu!
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That “old man” knock can be so subtle, or a banging, or anywhere in-between. Sometimes we peek out and see who it is, and we don’t answer. Sometimes we’re distracted by life “stuff,” and we open the door without thinking. Sometimes we know who it is and we invite him in.
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Yes, yes and yes!
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Excellent.
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Wow–I really love that poem. May we never go back to our former ways whatever they may be, but if we do I am so glad that I serve a God who is always willing to pick me up when I fall. May we all put on the full armor of God so that the enemy will not be able to penetrate!!
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Thanks and YES!
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Excellent!
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Thank you
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Amy, that is so true. The “Old Man” is always lurking around and trying to enter into our minds. Putting on the “Helmet of Salvation” every day is a great help to not have to let those thoughts get a hold in your mind and try to distract you from God’s will for your life for that day. Great message! Blessings, Elfriede
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Thank you so much!
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Wow! I love this poem. Blessings, Amy!
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Thanks Cindy!
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Wow, excellent. One of the first contemporary Christian bands, Petra, did a song with a title that was startling at first – “Killing My Old Man.” But as ruthless as that sounds, we have to do it.
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