The Rock

The Rock

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

He is mighty to save this slave to sin.

Out of the love displayed hope started running deep from within.

Oh how I long to be a servant of Him.

Let me tell you it was a dreadful day.

I sought shelter against the wall in a helpless way..

With nowhere to run.

Then a bold, gentle voice decided to speak up.

"Those without sin cast the first stone,"

He spoke.

I was curled on the floor of the earth..

Covered in dirt

When I heard the rocks drop.

One by one.

THUD. THUD. THUD.

I glanced up

And saw His hand stretched out.

"Go and sin no more,"

He exclaimed in a non-judgmental way.

He gave me grace.

 Now how could I let the rocks cry out..in my place!?

The only one..who had a right to throw those stones

Gave me grace!

Conniving Condemnation

Conniving Condemnation

By: Elaina Grace Morgan

Come to me,

Lay at my feet.

I have overcome what he had meant to defeat.

I was broken so you would be made whole,

Emptied so that you may be full.

My voice whispers of love.

The devil's voice screams of condemnation,

Overbearing expectation,

Arrogant anticipation of..

Perfection

While I gave correction it wasn't meant as rules,

But direction..
To do an inspection of your heart.

Let me warn you of that heart.

"OBJECTION! Order in the court,"

It cries,

"It doesn't feel good so I must be listening to somebody's lies"

But my child, that's a lie to try to satisfy your flesh, gratify
While we work past your stress..

But it's a test for things to come

Because soon, my child, you'll be coming home.

So hang to this grace I gave to you.

You thought I was finished, but I'm not done with you.