Abba ❤️

Iwuese Ahua
Nov 4 · 2 min read

I made my way up these stairs where your light called to me
Stood on the tip of my toes and peered beyond my sin

Master, keeper of the garden, father, friend, saviour
There you were bent over the grave were your children came to willingly die
You sighed and I felt your breath wrap around my soul and hold me close

How long had you been waiting?
How long did you wait for me to stretch, just a little above this present corruption?

I saw your hands covered in dirt for you had been digging
For every time I felt my shame overwhelm me you dug deeper to bury it all
When I pressed the gauze of your word to my wounds, you dug deeper so I could bury the bloodied garments of the lies that tagged me above healing

With all my dirt, grime and load and you dug even deeper.

I asked if you could still want a vagabond like me and you dug deeper.

I asked you if we could start over and you dug and dug and dug…

As I moved even closer I heard you groaning

Your heart calling out to mine.

Healing me

Loving me

Calling me your own

I collapsed at your side

As my soul was fainting for your filling

I needed you...

Then you took everything I had come with and you threw it in the grave

You picked me up in your arms and I heard your heart beat out my name

Here at this garden where I lost my way

I came back here to die

And there you were waiting for me

Iwuese Ahua

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