The End of MyselfA Chapter by Ethan PazHere you will read the spiritual depression of myself.Dazzled and distressed You would think that I would have done my best. The vows that I had proudly told Were lies like fools gold. Evr’y night I returned to this The same statement of forgiveness: “Dear, Father, please forgive my ways I return to You, my God, I pray.” I pondered every single time What a joke, what a crime! I knew that when morning dawned My sinful nature would again respawned. Truly, I knew that I was not willing to change: These sinful habits, these despicable ways. But when my soul no longer could stand, I withdrew from sin’s inevitable quick sand. The evil inside then had nothing to grab That’s when my Savior, my God, pulled out His hand. It was when I pulled the last of my straws When by misery, I just had to pause. It was because of this, I lifted my eyes. How could I, the only hope available, despise? That’s when I repented and changed all my ways. Now I desire to praise God for the rest of my days. I’m not calling for a review And I’m not telling you to listen to me. What I’m saying is true: Life is God. © 2011 Ethan PazReviews
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Added on January 15, 2011Last Updated on January 15, 2011 AuthorEthan PazIron River, MIAboutWhat's up I'm happy your here now reading my content. The content is organized in different sections for your convenience. Many of life's questions will be answered when you read my writings. So c.. more..Writing
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