God Rescued Me...

Six years ago, I wrote this poem. I wrote it because, for the first time, I realized that I didn't get myself out of the worst situation I had ever found myself in. I tried to do it on my own and I failed several times. I only made it out because God rescued me...

God Rescued Me

Today I was rescued, saved from myself and all of my fears, led by my hand back to salvation. Though once I lay in solitude, in desolation, in destruction, frustrated with my life and the way I allowed myself to be treated. I'd come back asking for more time after time knowing that, on my own, I couldn't beat it. Nope, not at all.

But today, I was rescued. Scraped up off the ground by HE who is greater than me. Carried from the problems in my life that threw me around like a small fishing boat tossed about over the waves of the sea. Carried from the problems that had me feeling as hopeless as a damsel awaiting danger and in distress.

Thank GOD that I was rescued today! Who knows what might have happened. Sitting, waiting for the lion to devour me as I lay around in a shirt that has by my tears been dampened. A future so black and bleek due to the choices that I in the past made, so, thank GOD that finally, today, alas, I have been saved.

And now that, today, I have been rescued, I'm using strength from my heavenly Father to gather up all of the love in me and do my best to try to help another. Pick someone else up and help them get on their feet so that one day soon, they'll be rejoicing in their progress, singing aloud and grateful to know GOD, their true Rescuer too.