Gone Fishing

Lord knows his toughest soldiers…

And now that I’m older..

I see the missions…different 

Building my experience, brick by brick and…

Not knowing how I was saved or…

How I came out unscathed.

Blind to the, vision of God…

That with the same arms that..

Caused harm and the…

Same mouth that, broke hearts and…

Grew apart…from him.

He’d still reserve a seat..for me

All it took was for me to believe..

And stop paying attention to the scars,

And realize – this whole time…I’ve been fishing in..

The wrong pond

I’ve gone fishing…

I’m done wishing, 

I understood why my past was relevant.

I leave that to him…

And let him craft my soul…for his betterment

Because God takes the broken,

The wounded,

The toughest,

The ones with nothing to prove and…

Makes them move…

And bring you…

To his pond. 

He chose me to,

Share my story and,

Help those around me – turn a leaf. 

Grow in belief…

To believe – that thru God..

Anything is possible…

That no matter what route you’ve taken

Or choices you’ve made..

I can use those same arms and mouth

To help those around me get saved. 

So I’ve gone fishing,

Some think I’ve gone missing…

But what I needed was to –

Learn to forgive…

As he would convict,

Me in my heart…

To reflect on all I did…

Break my pride,

Crush my ego…

God handed me a rod

To show me how to fish for his people.

Those that I hated,

Things that I’ve struggled to accept..

I’ve put that aside,

And worked with this gift..

To bring people…back to him. 

in his eyes, you’re his child too…

And you’re forgiven for the things you’ve done..

And who am I to…

Judge..and just because..

I’ve had my views.

It doesn’t change that,

Jesus forgave your sins – when he died too.

Renew my heart God, break me and use me..

I’m on a mission.

So if you don’t see me for a while…

Just know…that…I’ve gone fishing.