A fake picture

Romans 6:4--"Therefore, we were buried with Him through baptism into death, that just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life."

Paint a picture and call it good,

Take out the thorns, rain, and dry wood

I'll paint the sky blazing red,

and forget the storm that you watched happen

My trees will all be fresh and deep green,

but i'll make sure to take the fallen ones out of the scene

I'll clean up the paint and erase my errors

No one needs to know how I came to be here

My dear Father thank you for you son!

I'll keep my picture here and hide all those skeletons.

I know you've asked for me to live free,

to break apart the bones and bury them at your feet

But I can't quite let you have these old memories,

Because sometimes you don't work, and they can be my sanctuary

I find rest living in my old ways,

And when I picture that life it eases the pain

I know you promised a life abundant and full,

and of my whole life you can take control

But please stop asking to take my past

I'll just look forward to heaven..I mean.. how long can this life last?

Oh Father you've always known

I cling to old habits despite a newness of life you've shown

This picture is fake, and those skeletons are tall

but you can help me put away them once and for all

I use up my energy, just trying to forget

the life before you i filled with regret

So take it all and take it now

Open the door and let everything out

Through your death I've been made new again,

and through your touch my past can be forgotten

Here I am a child who's stopped painting

the healing has begun and you will do the mending.