To My Hurt Child

My beloved child,
I miss our talks.
You may have stopped praying,
But I still know your thoughts.

You need to know
I felt all the pain
Of all the betrayals and lies
That drove you away.

But that wasn’t Me.
They weren’t My choices.
Denial of My goodness and love
Are deceits from Hell’s voices.

What are you chasing?
Do you think it will last?
The fun of this world is quick,
But then it disappears just as fast.

Expectations are heavy.
Satan’s paths have deadly ends.
If you’ll return to My open arms.
Your heart I will start to mend.

My door is always open.
Will you choose to knock?
I can rid you of the uncertainty.
I can be your rock.

Is this what you want?
For it is My heart’s desire.
To revive your trust and love,
And to light in you a holy fire.

I know My children are flawed,
But I still love them the same.
You may call them hypocrites,
But My love for them doesn’t change.

I made you to love Me
And to love others just as well.
I can tear down your walls.
It will be our victory to tell.

So until you return to Me,
I will never leave your side.
Even in your darkness
I will be your light.

For I remember the day
You confessed My name.
Oh, how all the angels sang
When you entered My book of life.

You’re still on that page,
And I’m waiting for the day
To hear you once again say
I’m the way, the truth, and the life.