I guess you’ll never really know what you did to me.
All of your lies, deceit and your trickery.
Me trying to convince you my way is right
As you held onto your opinions with all your might.
Funny how every time I’d rise, you’d knock me down
Holding my head under water, in hopes I’d drown
“It’s all your fault” you’d yell and blame me
Why is it you and I could never agree?
I heard it told I don’t have the power to forgive you
I thought that meant hate would have to fester and stew…
Until the day the Messiah met us both on that road
Blinding us both, his mercy and grace it showed…
I can’t forgive me and I can’t forgive you.
Because we both are one, not two.
So here we sit; me now, me then
We except His forgiveness and let go. Amen
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When God washes us, we are whiter than snow. (Ps 51.7) He can do it all.
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Yes he has to do the forgiving Kathy! Thank you for helping me understand that. I pray you are well and dealing with “things” comfortably
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Oh, I pray you are comforted and blessed!
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Excellent.
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Thanks!
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Another beautiful poem Amy. This will resonate with a lot of us. Thank you so much for this…as I have been pondering the old me versus the new me here of late. I needed this.
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Welcome Stu.
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This is really good
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Thank you!
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Wow! This was so very powerful Amy!!! The Old Me and the New Me…. Well-done!!!
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Gracias senorita
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