Scattered Bones

The scattered bones of the soul

Are the hurtful words that come a person’s way

The sting can only be taken by God I pray

May a new chapter of peace unfold.

Scattered bones come from years of damaging memories

Where a person can go through much pain and hurt

And they feel like dirt

Give me your burden is God’s decree.

We are to acknowledge  but not live in the past

Life is not a bed of roses, but neither full of dread

Be grateful for the morning, noon and evening before going to bed

To follow God what a glorious dye will be cast.

So scattered bones you have no place here

My bones and memories have healed

With God’s favor I am sealed

I serve a God of love, strength, wisdom, mercy and not fear.

By Ty Stingel

August 23, 2013


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