THE GIFT THAT OPENS
The day was ordinary,
and I was ordinary.
Nothing new under the sun.
I felt the same ole wanting, I thought,
could not be undone.
I was reading your words,
and mediating on them.
I did not know you,
or where you had been.
You opened the flood gates that washed over me
like a fountain of truth that washed me clean,
as I poured out my tears of not knowing
who you truly were in all I had seen,
and not seen.
I had never heard you before this day.
I do not know why.
It could be because I truly did not hear why you came,
and why only you could take away my shame.
It could be because I had blocked my ears.
I kept telling myself my sin was to great
for you to remove the weight.
I never knew how Big and powerful you were,
but truly no one does until they receive
the gift of your Son that opens the flood gates
that you can only create.