the pain. the anger. the violations. the intimidations. the hurt. the trouble. the neglect. the regret. the suffering. the bruises. the fear. the years of tears. the recklessness. the pressure. the confusion. the delusion. the abandonment. the losses. the voices. the choices.
the life of carly boy.
in the beginning, God saw them. he knew them and loved them. he watched with pain as, one by one, they fell--and led the next to the edge of sin's cliff. brokenness birthed brokenness. death, through new life, brought more death.
the way was given but choices were made against truth. the way narrowed and became more and more bare of God's people. their feet stumbled against it.
they tred new ground, led by God's enemy. the path of those many stumblers is now worn with footprints. that path is smoothed for the next who will choose it.
where has God gone to? where does he watch now?
cuts and bruises and scars mark the bodies of those enemoy-friendly souls.
how does one find his way out?
they will rise! he has already redeemed them! he will make their path wind its way back into his own. he will show them out of their darkness by his marvelous light. he has already conquered their death with his own! God has already begun!!
one by one he is picking them up.
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