Trust me, I've been there, I've looked, I've searched and I know now, that there are no answers to be found in the bottom of a bottle or on the edge of a blade! Fighting Hard, Recovering, Rebuilding, REBORN. Moving on from addiction to a new life.
What are these rags I wear? These aren’t the ones Of a being clothed in Christ How did I allow them to be so tainted By the dust and dirt Of my continual sin If I am baptised in Christ Why do I allow myself to wear these rags With it all my dust and dirt For I am set free and no longer a slave
Who are we to turn Our backs to all That just do not know The truth that lies in Him Or just what a sacrifice He made upon that cross Are we afraid of the dirt That they carry in their souls For we were once in dirt too As we languished in our sin Yet we have been washed clean Over and over again And we will be again So shed that cloak so proud And offer a hand Regardless of the dirt To lift them from their pit And show them the face of God