Redeemed

My PAST is blurring my vision

begging to influence my future, 

my now.......

It desires to hold hands,

forcing my attention,

distorting what was,

fabricating a new story.

Reality has

long been a vapor,

but the PAST desires to

renew it with skin.

From this viewpoint 

it appears real. 

It haunts me, promising me

if I only visit,

it will be kinder to me this time.

I glance behind,

tempted by its promises,

knowing that I will

be disappointed and 

will return empty handed

again..... 

If only happy memories

would plead,

and demand my attention. 

They have settled and found

their rest in the corners of 

my mind. 

Times of pain, remorse, regret

keep returning,

without invitation,

tapping my shoulder, 

begging me to turn around 

and get lost somewhere 

back there in a distorted

used to be world.

I can't go back. I have become

a stranger there, 

I'm a new creature, and I know that 

it pulls with lies.

However, when it beckons,

I turn, glance behind, though

I no longer have

anything to offer it, 

and I am aware of

it's power to distract. 

I set my face toward new

tomorrows, 

beyond what used to be,

I gain new strength....

It empowers me.

Beginning with today,

a new yesterday is forming,

a fresh tomorrow is waiting

on the horizon.

My Savior appears, 

my rescuer.

He reminds my PAST of 

my freedom, demanding that

he loosen his grip.

My PAST releases my hand,

and slips away.

My vision is no longer blurred,

all is clear.....looking back cannot

harm me now....

My PAST has been redeemed by

the Savior of my soul.

His grace creates a barrier that 

insists my PAST be used for good. 

Face forward, I run into the future,

loosed from the weight

of what used to be, setting my sights

on what is to come.