The Rescue

Once was lost, a daughter of God,

Wandering down a long path.

To a dark, scary and lonely place,

Where she didn’t know how to get back.

The darkness beckoned and called to her,

Promising comfort and fun.

But once she partook of the forbidden fruit,

She was left feeling empty and numb.

Bound by shadows in the dark one’s lair,

Where tempests unceasingly tossed.

She’d given up hope of freedom,

And felt eternally lost.

Trapped at the point of utter abandon,

To the grasp of the dark one’s grip.

She saw a small glimmer of light in the distance,

And the glow of hope was lit.

But the dark one would not have this light in his lair,

That threatened to release his grasp.

For he’d worked with fury to ensnare her soul,

And would not let her go so fast.

He knew, however, that the light was Grace,

And he had aught fortune to test.

So rather than battle Grace head on,

He did what he’d mastered best.

“Let the seduction begin,” he thought,

As he moved in close to his prey.

And in her ear he began to whisper,

“Grace cannot save you this day.”

Pain racked, tears stinging her eyes,
She became keenly aware;

Of every sinful stain upon her,

Her every disgrace did glare.

She looked again in the distance,

As fearful curiosity consumed her.

She observed the distant beautiful radiance,

Filling the dark and inky sphere.

“What is this?” she thought as the light grew closer.

“Is it really who I think it might be?”

“My Savior clothed in all His Glory,

Come down here to rescue me?”

She looked to the dark one she’d known so long,

For an answer to her query.

But instead of finding refuge there,

She discerned hate and fury.

She quickly realized how bound she was,

By the dark ones sticky grip.

She felt suffocated and smothered,

Emotionally and spiritually stripped.

She longed for the touch of Grace’s light,

To be welcomed into His presence.

So she looked toward Him and took one step,

Regardless of the consequences.

Approaching with timid steps,

She expected to beg and plead;

For acceptance back in to His fold,

Submissive, on bended knee.

But as she knelt before Him,

Petitioning for her place,

She felt His arms wrap ‘round her,

Enveloped in His embrace.

  

“My dear Sister, I have missed you,

From the moment you went away.

I have been searching everywhere;

Every mountain, canyon and pathway.”

He knelt before her and looked in her eyes,

Asking; “May I tend to your pain?”

Embarrassed she shied away from Him,

Afraid to show her stains.

“I am the great physician,” He said,

“Please do not be afraid.”

“I want to heal you whole again,”

“I can, with the price I have paid.”

Still, in the distrance, the dark one stood idly by,

As he watched her Savior begin to heal;

She who he’d worked so hard to enslave,

She who he’d worked to steal.

But he knew he had no power

Over the Lord, the Almighty Omniscient

So he stood in his own shadows,

Impotent... and silent.

With the dark one’s whispers choked,

And her wounds tended and wrapped,

She was free to rise up again,

No longer was she trapped.

She looked to her Savior expectantly,

And asked Him: “where now shall I go?”

His response, tender, simple and kind;

"Just love me, pure and whole."

Written By: Sidreis Agla