A church full of thirty all filled with glee,
Knowing shortly they’d all be looking at me.
Praying God speak to one, a soul that needs to heal,
And at the end of the service a woman tells me her deal
I’m reminded of the times I used to bathe and cry,
I felt so filthy, and used, I just wanted to die
But it’s for moments like this that God kept me around,
Because here was a girl by other’s sins she was bound.
I asked her to write me and she became aware
Of how God was at work right then and there,
Just before she came she had an urge to buy
A box of stationary with no cause or reason why!
She says it must have been for you, more story to come,
I got to assure her days of feeling guilty would soon be done
All those tears I cried and nights I lost
I wouldn’t trade for any cost,
To assure her she’s not alone, I understand
And that God is with her and is her biggest fan
The time has come, here is that hour,
That God had restored what the locust devoured
Written by: Deanna