Prodigal Daughter

I have been the prodigal daughter of a prodigal son.

I have wasted the waste that was given.

I have run away from his secret places and found my own personal self surrender-

and I have fallen painfully to the ground more times than I could ever name.

I have been the prodigal daughter.

I have had bruises on bloody knees, and have held my face between damp and folded hands.

I have memorized the texture of the floor beneath me, and the heavy sounds of broken breathing have become a favorite record in my mind.

I have been the prodigal daughter with surrendered limbs and not an ounce of strength left to even try.

I have  retraced the steps and followed the scattered crumbs left behind from those who ran before me.

I have tried a thousand times, and a thousand times they have led me back into despair.

I have been the prodigal daughter desperately trying to find her way back home.

I have cried out to my Father and I have jumped into His Arms!

I have heard the words,

“I forgive you”-

and I have dared to believe that He did.

I have been washed clean by the Blood of the Lamb, and salvation has called me REDEEMED.

I have been stripped of layers soiled in shame and have felt the sweet release of ancient shackles and long procession of chains.

I have been lifted to my feet and felt the gentle Hands of restraint upon my shoulder.

I have been a newborn eagle- not quite ready, but eager to fly!

I have soared to heights beyond the comprehension of my eyes, and I have landed with the Grace of a feather from within my new wings.

I have also fallen back down to the earth  and found that sometimes records will keep on singing long after the pieces are shattered and thrown away.

I have been the woman running from the fire, and I have turned around for one last look.

Yes, I have been dead.

I have been given new life.

I have fallen back down.

I have landed on my knees.

And-

I have been lifted back onto my feet time and time again-

I am being sanctified every single day.

I am the daughter of a KING.sarah-mak-IKJrYtdFku8-unsplash

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