Fading Back to the Living Dead


Fading Back to the Living Dead

Cast out from among them
For choosing the Truth.
Exerting subtle control
They attempt to lure me back
Into the old ways.

I refuse to return.
I refuse to fade back
Into the place of the living dead.

I am alive.
I may be hurting.
I may be angry.
I may be filled with rage.

But I am alive!
These feelings reveal that I am.
I will not deny them.
I will not deny me!

I refuse to bow my knee
To fear and shame
Just because they have rejected
And forsaken me.

In truth, they have rejected
And forsaken the One
Who died for them.

They belong to You.
Not to me.
I have chosen to release them
Into Your hands
And into Your care.
You are their Savior.

~ Laurie Pontious-Andrews


About unabashedhope

The name Unabashed Hope comes from my favorite poem by Emily Dickinson. Unabashed means not embarrassed, disconcerted or ashamed. I believe Emily's poem, Hope is the Thing with Feathers, says it best: Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.

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