Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Suitcases

I’m all packed up with guilt and shame
places for pain and heartache
I even found room for tears
Stained on the leather of my suitcases

I’m all packed up with regrets and mistakes
Places for failures and fears
I even found room for sneers
Scuffed on the leather of my suitcases
Suitcases that were meant to be temporary
We each have our own we carry
Suitcases that were meant for trips
Have become the journey instead

Today I traveled far and long
To the place I once felt loved
Unpacking my suitcases one by one
His words whispered me a song
“Be still and know I am God”
One by one I unpacked my life
Each suitcase traded in for His sacrifice

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