Free at Last.

There's so much I want to say and share, 

but I can't figure out how to get it out there. 

All I can think to say is that I love my Jesus.

He is real and He has come to free us. 

Yeah, I always knew that,

but, now, I finally get it.

It's not about how good I am,

or what I can do.

It's about who He is,

and His love for me and you.

I used to think I wasn't worth it, 

I wasn't worth that kind of love.

And I was right,

because I was stained and tainted.

Satan had me believing all his lies. 

"You're no good." 

"Just go sit down and cry."

But finally someone heard me. 

Jesus Christ came and set me free. 

He came to release my heart from bondage. 

He came to love me even at this ripe age. 

He started telling me the truth, 

"I made you."

"And I did so with a purpose, Phoebe Ruth."

"So that I can love you."

So now my heart is full. 

Because the Lord has come and made me whole. 

Man didn't do this.

This is no Earthly coincidence. 

But this is a taste of true love's first kiss.

Finally my life is beginning to make some sense.