Running to Redemption

I was running,

Far and fast away.

A voice I heard

Calling after me.

“Slow down, my child.

I see you. I love you.

No need to run.”

A voice so sweet.

He is my Father,

One I’d never known.

I was tired and worn.

He said,

“Rest in Me.”

I weep.

He told me not to cry,

And trust in Him.

I can be saved,

And be forgiven.

No sin is too deep.

His blood was shed

On that old rugged cross.

The pain He endured

Every lash was for me.

I laid my burdens down

At his feet.

“Forgive me, Abba, Father.

Help me to turn away

From the old.”

With outstretched arms

My life was now new.

I was now adopted.

By grace I was forgiven.

My identity is in Him.

I was running

Far and fast

Into the arms of Christ.

Alyssa Beebe is a Contributor and Poet for Humble Faith Ministries. Her relationship with the Lord is her joy; she seeks to pursue Him more daily and uses poetry to glorify Him. Her prayer is that the words she writes encourages others to soak up His love. She and her husband have two, ginger-hair kiddos who fill their home with love and laughter.