Out of breath,
A painful sting shoots up the sides of my ribs.
My legs are moving one in front the other, as if they have a mind of their own.
Rocks are stabbing my bare feet as I cross roads or pavements…
Then grassy surfaces,
And I stumble as I cross a ditch, with mud and liquid that surround me,
I struggle to get out of the muck…
Running yet again…
Until I see a fence.
The tallest fence it seems with the most pointy edges surrounding the top.
So I pray and ask for stength.
I climb…it hurts.
I shriek as the bobwire penetrates my thigh…
It tries to stop me, but I go on.
I throw my naked body off the top of the fence onto the other side.
As my bones ache and smash into the hard ground,
I manage to get back on my feet.
Running yet again,
I look up at the sky and search for
A star to guide me to where I’m
Supposed to go.
Look for anything.
I have no fear,
No second guessing,
And trust that He will lead me.
So I run on…
I run pass trees.
Pass creatures of the night.
Pass through bushes of thorns
That rip through my flesh and poke the balls of my feet…
Until running & climbing & fighting & pushing is tiresome.
So I find a pasture to rest my body,
I lay down and stare at the sky.
I’m trembling, cold, and alone.
I am just about to fall asleep,
Then burning sensations start to cover my arms…
Fire ants have found me.
Will this ever end?
I need safety, warmth, and comfort to fall asleep.
So I huddle in a corner of a construction site and wrap myself in scraps of insulation.
That’s fine for a while,
Until my body itches everywhere.
Urine runs down my battered legs.
It hits every cut and scratch and leaves them burning…
I look out a glassless window, and start to talk.
As if someone was there, listening to every word I said.
And was there in a spirit.
I knew it.
He knew it.
So I waited for my savior to act,
I sat on the steps
I’ll wait until the sun comes up if I have to.
He showed up at just the right time,
And loved me despite the state I was in.
All scratched, scarred, filthy, and smelly.
He still picked me up and loved me,
Even though I took the hard way,
Even though I ran far away from him,
Even though I put myself in danger,
Instead of grabbing onto his hand.
He still came through…
So why did I run?
It could have been what was in my system,
But the truth I’ll never know.
But I do know that running caused a lot of pain…
But despite my trials and journey,
I ended up in the safest place.
He comes through,