His Hand is Outstretched Still

His Hand is Outstretched Still

By Ayla Smith

My heart is overwhelmed with emotion

Depression, doubt, guilt, whatever it may be,

It is all inconsequential in the long run

Trials are hard, but make me stronger than ever

When it seems I am alone in life,

There is one who will not abandon me

He is continually reaching out for me

Wanting to catch me each time I fall

Shame, fear, and negativity rear their heads

I turn away from what I have known to be true

And turn to things that cannot satisfy my heart

Pain, anguish, and agony are all that come of this

Shaken up and unsure of where I stand,

I admit to my wrongs and return to the truth

On my knees, begging forgiveness,

I plead for the strength to change for the better

Comforting arms encircle me as I cry out

Warmth and comfort that only He can bring

I am learning the true meaning of freedom

Freedom from pain and oppression, true joy

Weakly, I take the hand that is offered

And stand, ready to try again, even if I'll fail

He will be there to catch me when I fall

Because His hand is outstretched still

"Repentance is not punishment or oppression. It is just the opposite. It is a wonderous gift from God that will bring joy to the sorrowful and relief to the spiritually infirm. It is strong spiritual medicine that brings healing to all who will embrace its power."-- Neil L Andersen