A Way to Start Over

This is a poem I recently wrote for one of my granddaughters, but maybe it has a good application for all of us. Sometimes we need to bury the past and start fresh, don’t we?

New Beginnings

Is there a place to bury the past

And come at last

To peace?

Is there a place to reckon with loss

And move across

The abyss?

Yes, it’s called the dying place.

A place where Jesus welcomes you

To share His cross and deep disgrace

In order to start anew.

For after death

Comes the welcome breath

Of resurrection life.

You’re at the beginning

Of grander things.

So spread your wings

And soar above the barriers.

Be a carrier

Of God’s love.

Receive His mercy from above,

And watch Him lead.

You will succeed

In reaching His goal

Of making you whole

Again.

DJKrieger