This poem is just too good not to share with all of you. It is written by Epic Grace – Chronicles of a Recovering Idiot (Tyndale) author Kurt Bubna. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Born at the edge of winter’s tale
Lost in a life so splintered fell
Too deep the darkness ran to tell
Hard my heart began toward hell
What hope had I but You?
Wise too soon to earthly things
Eyes too open to what death brings
Bruised my heart became a sieve
Trapped the evil web was weaved
What path could lead to You?
But then You came and pursued me
My heart beat free
A whisper now so very near
The end of what I knew was fear
Winters Tale Dark RoadMy twisted tapestry of life a crime
A brokenness far from sublime
Yet through the darkness Your light did shine
Your life now mine
For all to see
I live to live and to be free
The grace I’ve known a mystery
You have my heart and destiny
Now past the barrier that once was me
In step with You on bended knee
My hope secure
You’ve rescued me!
God’s specialty: redemption, restoration and renewal! Find out why in Epic Grace – Chronicles of a Recovering Idiot (Tyndale) by Kurt bubna. Get it here: http://tinyurl.com/epicgrace