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I Surrendered My Soul
I surrendered my soul,
As the pieces of my heart,
Were scattered across the room,
Cold, dark and alone.
For many years,
I cried out to the Lord in vain,
Like a lost little girl with no compass to guide her,
filled with frustration, hunger, and pain.
My cries were for all the wrong things,
That sparkled liked beautifully wrapped presents,
glowing brightly under the Christmas tree,
And looking very desirable to me at the time,
But were never meant to be mine.
When my tears stopped flowing,
Deep blue puddles of sorrow,
And my heart stopped bleeding,
Scarlet tears of blood,
I began to see the glimmer of a distant Light,
In the cloudy soft recess of my mind,
Where I was once blind.
Slowly, as my tears began to dry up,
Little by little,
And as the darkness began to fade,
My heart cried out for something different this time,
Something beyond my reach,
Something that would pierce my soul,
And change me forever.
It was then that I whispered my prayer for greater wisdom,
With my heart stitched together,
From the little torn pieces that I found on the floor,
helpless, plain and poor.
Jesus gently corrected me and transformed my soul,
With loving kindness and care,
As he showed me his Way,
The way he intended my life to be all along.
A life with purpose, love and honor,
That would keep me strong,
Like a beautiful love song,
All for the Glory of God.
On that cold dark and lonely night,
I began to understand what it means,
To truly love him with all my soul,
And not just my word.
Now I wait patiently for him,
For my soul is no longer my own to keep,
It is now mine to give,
With joy, gladness and open arms,
And a greater purpose to live.