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By Kimberlee Edgecomb
[Note: This poem earned third place in the 2nd Annual Women Inspirational Poetry Contest organized by Oneal Walters]
When I was much younger
With few rules, less laws,
I lived wild without Jesus in a life without cause.
Acting out how I felt
Played openly with sin,
And dabbled in wells that fast drew me in.
Never contented
Never at peace.
I plunged into sin that never did cease.
Looking good on the outside
But down deep in my soul,
Lay an old empty well, all filled up with holes.
Then the fullness of Christ
Swept over me with a roll,
I began to look inward to search my own soul.
The gleam of this world
Lost its glitter and flash,
As I thought of the cost for my sins of the past.
Thanks be to God
For my Lord paid the price,
And today I walk freely and humbly with Christ.
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