Today, I want to share a poem/prayer I wrote
in response to an anonymous poem called, "Stray."
You drew a line, a line in the sand.
You wrote it in blood, the love of The Lamb.
It can't be revoked, removed, or undone,
The Lamb who was slain conquered and won.
Depression must bow, despair must retreat.
Shame has been pierced, it falls at Your feet.