OFFENDED
When those ugly offenses come
along comes a decision
Do I hide within myself
And keep my feelings hidden
Do I put on a phasad that everything's ok
While my spirit slowly dies more with each and every day
Spiritually dead no life in me
No longer purpose driven
But rather so consumed with self
That I don't even know why I'm living
Or do I deal with the hurt I feel
The remnant of the pain
allowing God to heal me
From all mistakes and shame
He told me in His word that
Offenses would surely come
So who am I to think
I deserves better than His Son
My responsibility now is to press past offense
To become free from the bondage
To rest in Him and know Him as God
And walk in true deliverance