A CALL TO REDEMPTION

In hands designed for prayer and care,

Yet caught in shadows, heavy and bare,

They reach for grace, but grasp at sin,

A battle lost, where shame begins.

The mouth, a vessel meant to speak,

Echoes falsehoods, and truths grow weak,

It should proclaim the light, the way,

Yet whispers lies, and strays astray.

The heart, intended to be pure,

Beats with envy, the darkness lures,

Longing for joy, but tasting strife,

A restless quest, devoid of life.

The body, a temple, holy and bright,

Defiled by whims, lost in the night,

Where pleasure reigns, and fun takes its toll,

The sacred spaces, now losing control.

But oh, the love that reigns from above,

Grace unfathomable, mercy like a dove,

God patiently waits, His arms open wide,

Calling us forth, from our pride.

"Forsake your way, and you shall yet live

Trust in Yahweh, in the counsel he gives"

He beckons us deeper, to know Him anew,

To find in the chaos the promise that's true,

For what we believe is lost in the fray,

Is waiting in whispers, to guide us each day.

So come, weary traveler, sinner, and saint,

He offers redemption, a heart that won’t faint,

Step into the light, let the shadows give way,

To love that redeems, to joy that will stay.

Isaiah 55:7

Let the wicked forsake his way, And the unrighteous man his thoughts; Let him return to the LORD, And He will have mercy on him; And to our God, For He will abundantly pardon