He Called Me By NameA Poem by Don ShawSometimes when things seem to be falling apart, they actually fall into place.He Called Me By Name My choices left me lonely, and darkness was a friend. Huddled in damp doorways, seeking protection from the wind. it was in a three week blackout, I took my final drink. upon an ice cold slab, my pulse began to sink. viewing from a corner, I saw my body float. In my ear He whispered, and upon my soul He wrote. He called me by name! He called me by name! He called me by name! And freed me from my shame. As He gave me purpose, and told me what to do. with in my lifeless nostrils, His Holy Spirit blew. I flew up from the table, gasping for some air. Meeting eyes with doctors, with quite a ghostly stare. First thing I noticed was, the removal of my pain. Then a conscious awareness, that He had called me by my name! He called me by name! He called me by name! He called me by name ! My life began to change! © 2013 Don ShawFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorDon ShawSan Angelo, TXAboutI love the art of expression, be it of paint or pen, or a spoken word. more..Writing
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