Redeemed by His grace

Where does it end…

The deception and pain

Were the cries of the young one

Sitting on the floor with shame

As the elders stood there

Watching her

One of them knelt down

On the ground and began to pray

Asking for clarity in the words

He would choose to say

And with much to his surprise

He got up and lifted his hands

Up to the skies

While the other elders watched

The young looked up and saw the elder

As he began to give praise for what is

And not for what was not

With a burst from his old lungs

He began to worship with:

“Create in me a clean heart… oh, Lord”

The young lady rose and joined him

Lifting her hands to the skies

While the other elders eventually joined in

Oh, what a sight it was

To know, to hear, to witness

Sorrow turn into cheer

With a choice to pray

Unto the Father

And have the spirit hear it

And fill the soul with glee

To where the flesh has no choice

But to praise and worship

And contaminate those around

Forgetting all that caused pain

Forgetting all that was not

For what is

Is that there is a higher power

That will devour our sorrow

If we just choose to give it

To the Father in prayer

By Mark Grijalva Peres

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