Broken, But Better

I thought I had it all figured out,
A life of brisk decisions, without any doubt.

I did what I wanted, and enjoyed the exhilaration of each game,
If something went wrong, I could just shift the blame.

The greater the risk, the deeper I was pulled,
Invincible forever, even when I grow old.

The wisdom of others fired at me with great care,
The more they screamed, the more it felt like a dare.

Who were these people to tell me my path was wrong?
Who were they to tell me my ideas didn’t belong?

Their ancient wisdom felt like foolishness to me.
Expired like a ship capsized in a raging sea.

Why not surrender your counsel and join me instead?
Everyday a wicked party, living it up until we are dead!

Then it hit me. I realized the pleasure I sought was really a great chain,
It held me in a dark place, while it slowly seeped into my brain.

But that is not the great prize that the darkness sought,
For my heart was why this battle was being fought.

When I finally realized the danger that had been rotting me,
My reality snapped, and I crashed down to one knee.

I was unarmed for a battle, with no strategy to win.
The enemy demanding surrender because of my sin.

I had reached the lowest depth of my life,
My mind shredded like paper cut with a sharpened knife.

At my dark place, I was exactly where I needed to be.
If I had not made it here, the wisdom that was shared, I would never see.

I was broken, but it was the best thing that could have happened to me.
It was time to surrender, but to the Champion who would set me free.

I was too weak to do what needed to be done on my own,
Except falling to my face, and earnestly crying to atone.

My prayerful cry pierced the sound of the enemy’s taunting voice,
The heavens opened up, and I was given a better choice.

I could continue down the path of destruction and doom,
Or the Champion could fight within my heart, so my soul would bloom.

I chose wisely, and that moment I felt a Great Light enter into me,
I was still broken, but I was also made free.

Years have now past, and I am broken, but better than ever before.
The enemy still nips at my heels, but cannot enter through my heart’s door.

My Champion holds the key, and guards my heart each day,
I shall give Him the glory, and follow Him into eternity down the narrow way.

Matthew 7:13-14 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

1 John 1:9 If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.