The Final Battle!

My God is so faithful, he has healed and forgiven
Gone with me to places where I was guilt-ridden.
So much from my past needed His healing power
That back He went with me through each painful hour.
Each time when I stumbled and fear wouldn’t let go
He would carry me safely. So much that I know
I am loved by an awesome, omnipotent God
The time has now come for His chastening rod.

So comfortable I had become with my sin,
I thought, “That’s the way I’ve always been,
Just a part of my personality.”
And then, I was jerked to reality.
As God revealed in depth, my sin and wrong
The people I’ve hurt; I’ve been blind much too long!
I was broken before Him and filled with despair
I’ve confessed and repented, yet still sense God’s care!

So now for a season, I must be accountable
Trusting and teachable, honest and vulnerable.
I admit that this isn’t my favorite thing
But I no longer care to play with this sin.
At this time my emotions are in great distress
And rational thinking has become quite a mess
Deep pain and frustration, tears and remorse
All part of the healing that’s running its course.

This long, drawn-out process is really not fun
For as soon as progress has begun
I trip or stumble, get all bumped and bruised
With scabs torn or shredded, my wounds once more ooze.
Deep pain then revisits with more guilt and tears
Prayer quickly gives place to many more fears.
Again, a fierce battle o’er my soul rages on
Will I give place to Satan, or God’s Holy Son?

I know that right now I just need to get through this
What I want most in life is to live to serve Jesus.
For my God who takes ashes, and to beauty He turns them
Does also give strength to His weak, ship-wrecked children.
I know He has plans for the rest of my life
I don’t really expect full release from all strife.
May I always desire the will of my Savior
And be free from all turmoil, as I walk in His favor.

So much God has taken me through in the past
Though this is the hardest, I pray it’s the last,
The last of the battles. No more bondage. I’m free
To become the whole person God wants me to be!
Thank God I’m forgiven, the price has been paid
I’ve been thoroughly broken, chastised and weighed
And found wanting? Yes! But I will be restored
For my strength is in Christ; and my hope, in the Lord!

Written September 1993
Copyright © 2021 by Terri Art

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