Reminiscing on the past,
I find things I'd rather forget.
A painful thing
Those memories bring
When many are full of regret.
Yet, if it were possible
To forget those things existed,
I'd forget too
That He pulled me through
And all the things I resisted.
All of those lessons I learned,
I'd have to learn them all once more.
I'd never grow
And I'd never know
That some things are worth fighting for...
Like children who have no hope;
Other worthy causes, the same,
Such as the Son
And all that He's done.
I would forget to bless His Name.
So I praise Him for the chains
That held me in bondage for years;
If not for chains
And my Lord's blood stains,
I'd not know that He dries our tears.
I was inspired to write this poem by the very encouraging song by Selah, 'Bless Your Name' in which part of it says "Reach out and praise Him for those chains and they will fall, in Jesus' Name!" At no other time have I personally felt more freed, more healed than when I praised Him with my whole heart... DESPITE the chains! There is truly healing in your praise! Therefore, I encourage anyone who cannot seem to find hope or the strength to go on...
praise the Lord, praise the Lord, PRAISE THE LORD, even in the middle of the mess!
© Treava Tijerina