Time to Get Out of Here
It’s time to go ahead and leave now,
You showed up uninvited anyhow.
This damage that you’ve done,
Is humanly impossible to overcome.
So see yourself out the door,
Not putting up with your toxicity
anymore.
You came in and tore us apart,
Handed me a bleeding, broken heart.
Shattered my life until it was dust,
Beat me down, no hope, no trust.
But you will trample on me no more!
I’m stronger than I was before!
The Potter is turning that dust to clay,
I’m growing in faith day by day.
And rather than sitting in brokenness,
He’s helping me trust in his
faithfulness.
So see, you’ve made a big mistake,
‘Cause my husband was not yours to take.
He’s covered by a Kingdom identity,
‘Cause Jesus died and set the captives
free.
We are children of the one true King,
Sheltered by his mighty wing.
In God’s hands, I have nothing to fear,
So addiction, it’s time to get out of
here.
I wrote this at the start of working through some of the anger I was feeling. As I sat down to write about my anger in this moment, I realized I wasn’t angry with my husband at this time as I was with addiction and Satan’s attack on him. This was my way of declaring in Jesus’ name that addiction would not have the victory over my husband’s life or mine by extension. I have to think that Satan often overplays his hand. He works so hard to lead people down a destructive path with the intention of drawing them away from God and into the trap of their sin. And while this often works, I imagine, based on personal experience and testimonies of others, that this also often backfires on him. Like sometimes he causes too much destruction, so much so that people are so broken that they become desperate for God. As I have walked through this season of suffering where I have watched my life shattered before me, I know that has been true for me. Sometimes it is through Satan’s strongest attacks that we cling most tightly to God and grow the most in our faith. And no matter what the future has in store for my husband, that can always be true for me. Praise God!
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