On this beautiful Friday night The skies lit by the moon so bright. On my black sequin dress shined the light The night was young So was I My red heels matched my ruby woo lips Swaying to the rhythm of the nights were my hips. My hands were thrown into the air The same way caution lost its grasp from my hands My head swelling from the screams and hype of my friends It tasted so good,felt so good. This had to be right, the right path The taste of freedom, the path of freedom "Bound" too long to a life without fun A life shown to me by my folks The road just too narrow for my liking made no room for flexibility. No room to do the things my body wanted Only concerned about my spirit part Selfish, don't you think!? What type of life subjected the body to so much discipline Only for the spirit body to thrive! Selfish! How about the body be freed to do as it pleased And the Spirit body tags along? This beautiful night, this night lit by the bright moon Marked the beginning of my exploration The beginning of my journey through the broadway The "beautiful" Broadway A sting of guilt I felt initially But was soon drowned by the voices and hype of my friends They made it feel so good, taste so good! Sin never tasted better In the company of these people, it was "worth the while" In their departure, I am left with my guilt trips Going back and forth about my new journey Journey through this loose life It felt so good but why did I feel empty? So much emptiness when in my own company. I had journeyed so far down this round Could I turn back now? Would I be accepted through the narrow gates again? For so long, did I struggle with this dilemna Taking 5 teps down the broadway and 1 step back the narrow way Until a beautiful Sunday Morning A morning, I woke up from one of my really dark nights A morning that brought an end to my long night I was so thankful for the sunshine Opening the curtains to my room To let in sunlight, I was hit By the beautiful sun rays and words Words of a man crying out Crying out for a turnaround. My ears itched with curiosity Turn around from the path of death, Turn around from the way that seems so right and enjoyable But was filled with emptiness and death I recognized that path, that was were I was now. I Wept. Wept for hours, I had been drowning in the ocean of emptiness Enduring the night & the darkness it brought with it I had been dying slowly, living in denial of it Deeply wronged my parents and my father in heaven I had gone so deep into this hole I wept. I deeply grieved from my dirt, rebellion & loose life. Everything I confessed as I wept Looking up to heaven from where came the beautiful sunshine I pleaded for forgiveness And decided to re-route Re-route to the path of rightousness The path that gives life and leads to eternal life. I slpet off in my sheet drenched from my tears An image of the heaven I saw And the road that led to it was narrow The new path that I had just decided to follow Beautiful undermines the description of that place. That is where the action is, I am keeping my face glued there(Colossians 3:2) That is where I am headed right now, If you are not Join me! It doesn't matter how dirty you may feel right now or how far gone or deep you are into sin, the blood of Jesus is so potent to wash you and engraft you into the family of Christ. It is okay to feel bad about your ways that don't please God but do not let that draw you farther away from Him. Let that pain and grief you feel push you closer to God. For Godly grief & repentance is permittted to direct, produce a repentance that leads to salvation and deliverance from evil but wordly grief is deadly. II Corithians 7:10 Do not listen to that voice that keeps telling you you are irredeemable God is merciful and kind, He is a good good God, He is beckoning to you to come back home. Back to Him :)