I wasn't sure where to post this. It's a poem that seems to belong under 'Poetry,' yet it's spiritually oriented. I'll let the mods decide.


Exhausted, relieved.
Is all complete?
A lie I believed
Can no longer compete.

God, You showed me
The end of a lie.
Many a bad memory
Now drift on by.

I thank You, Lord
With all my soul.
For the lie was a sword
That caused a huge hole.

This age old lie
Was a dear close friend.
A false intimacy
That had no end.

You blessed me, Dear Father
By letting me hurt.
It showed a deep bother,
A lie mixed with dirt.

The great good I feel,
The laughing while crying,
The joy You reveal
I'm no longer denying.

Lord, Look! I forgot
There once was a lie.
The fight which I fought -
Now a bad dream gone by.

Andy,

This part really helped me:

I often think of what it will be like when I feel a lot better about things. I know I don't get to forget it all; I used to think I just want to forget all the crap, but now I'm not sure I want that anymore. What happened has had a big effect on me and I guess my attempts to cope with it all are shaping who I will be in coming years.

I like to think this means not that abuse shaped me, but that the challenge of dealing with it did. It will be okay if I can reach the point where I remember the bad things, but they just "drift on by".

Thanks for the thoughtful poem.

Much love,
Larry

Andy, wow this is powerful... Thanks for sharing!

My signiture is "pride never hears the truth".... I have lived in pride and the lie never ends until we know the Truth.

Riv