Baptism

I got baptized this year. I wrote this while I was playing with the idea. It has not been a mistake, I can tell you that.

Baptism

Into the water, then out you go,

Submerged as a sinner, reborn as a child.

Who will I be once I leave that holy water?

And where does the ghost of my past go to dwell?

All my life I’ve been acquainted with the bible.

I have drank the body and the blood of Christ.

Yet the life I was supposed to live did not leave Sunday.

My shame leaves me starving for more bread and wine.

One day soon, I will be washed clean once again,

What will it feel like when my guilt leaves my soul.

I know that God forgives me, the bible says so,

Yet I hold onto the guilt, like shackles on my feet.

The shackles of guilt, a person's eventual demise,

Guilt is a force to be reckoned with.

It leaves you with nobody to blame but yourself,

How do you forgive when your mind won't allow forgetting?

God, will you teach me how?

Will I have to learn self forgiveness alone?

I know that you forgive me,

Yet my sorrows are still here as I pray everyday.

Baptism, a new start in your faith.

A declaration of your life to a new way.

The future holds all hope.

The past will always remain in memory.

Reviews

[Diane]

This has me thinking back to when cleansed of all my sins a couple years ago.