Walking on my knees

I have – yes

For many years

With scars

Knees bloodied and torn

From kneeling, praying and repenting

 

Confessing to God

I would do it better next time

That I would try harder

And be nicer

 

If my heart were to match my words

It would say:

“Bethany repentance and the blood on your knees – the –

Be better

Do better that you feel you have to be

Those bloodied, scarred knees

That repentant heart

You feel is your responsibility to carry

It’s not”

God Whispers

“Weep

Lament

Repent and mourn

But don’t be good or better

I don’t expect better

I want you – whole –

Not good

 

As Always,

Bethany

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