Saying I’m Sorry: Relentless Repentance


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“Let us be very gentle with our neighbors’ failings, and forgive our friends their debts as we hope ourselves to be forgiven.” -William Makepeace Thackeray

The song featured below, Luck by American Authors, beautifully expresses the art of saying I am sorry.
Personally, the lyrics hit so close to home in regards to my testimony that I wanted to share them with all of you!

When I finally accepted accountability for my horrible behavior as an addict, the next step of recovery was to try and rectify the relationships I had destroyed because of my actions.
I was awful to my family, my friends, myself and to God.
I had so much to apologize for and for the first time in a long time, I sincerely sought to be forgiven.
Unfortunately, some things cannot be repaired after so much damage has been done, but that has not stopped me from relentless repentance.
We are not always forgiven by the people we have done harm to, but by grace we are always forgiven when seeking God’s forgiveness.

Although my days of destruction and addiction are over, I now make it a priority to tell God I am sorry when I am wrong every single day.

Please listen to this inspiring song to get more of a glimpse of how I said I’m sorry then, why I say I’m sorry now, and why I am forgiven by God forever!
I have provided the lyrics for you to read!
God bless you all and be forgiven! Say your sorry and mean it! That’s all it takes.

I will feed My flock, and I will make them lie down,” says the Lord GOD. “I will seek what was lost and bring back what was driven away, bind up the broken and strengthen what was sick; but I will destroy the fat and the strong, and “I will seek what was lost and bring back what was driven away, bind up the broken and strengthen what was sick; but I will destroy the fat and the strong, and feed them in judgment.” (Ezekiel 34:15-16 NKJV)

LUCK– lyrics by
American Authors

How can we make amends when we said all we said?
I call and you don’t pick up
How can I say instead that I hope it’s for the best?
I won’t, and I won’t give up

I’m sorry, Mother
I know I let you down
I’m sorry for how I up and left this town

How can we push aside all the bad and make it right
Now you got me all choked up
I’m sorry, brother
I know I let you down
I’m sorry for how I up and left this town
Please just listen cause I don’t ask for much
I am my own man
I make my own luck

How can we both pick sides when we know nothing’s right?
Open up the door that’s shut
How can I have my pride and drink away my soul tonight?
Sorrow’s filling up my cup

I’m sorry, Father
I know I let you down
I’m sorry for how I up and left this town
Please just listen cause I don’t ask for much
I am my own man
I make my own luck

Well some birds aren’t meant to be caged
And I just can’t see the light of day

Please forgive me
I can’t remember
Please forgive me
no one is calling
Please forgive me
I can’t believe it
No…

Gonna pick myself up, so I don’t let this ever grow
Even if I mess up, I won’t let this ever go
It’s hard to stay
It’s hard to stay
Cause some birds aren’t meant to be caged

How can I set us free?
I’m what you taught me to be
Shouldn’t that be enough?
It’s time that we make amends
Let’s forget the things we said
You know we were all just talk

I’m sorry, Mother
I know I let you down
I’m sorry, Father
I didn’t stick around
Please just listen cause I don’t ask for much

The Serpent And The Sparrow


“Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength.” -August Wilson

There is something in the way we move, there is something that keeps us moving.
Shadows are cast where we block the light, shadows are the reason the doers are no longer doing.
Darkness makes it’s way through towns of amber, darkness floods our streets.
Nightmares are finding their way into daylight, nightmares have escaped the sheets.
Some people remain sleeping, some people will not wake.
God looks on in disappointment, God wonders just what it will take.
Saints are marching boldly, the saints go marching in.
The angels also take their stance, the angels play to win.

“A cure for War? Furiously spending the same daily amount of money toward making friends. Being an indispensable source of food, shelter, peace, and cultural support dedicatedly spending 9 billion dollars a month on helping people would be a formidable enemy of evil.” -Vanna Bonta

A sparrow sits unaware of the danger, a sparrow is in the way.
The serpent slides up right behind behind it, the serpent eyes it’s prey.
So tragic the scenario, so tragic and yet so true.
The serpent slides up right behind us, the sparrow is me and you.
Up on our fences we are so content, on our fences everything is fine.
The war wages violently from below all the while, the war has been happening the entire time.
It seems so hopeless this battle, it seems it will never end.
The truth clears the way of the wreckage, the truth is our only friend.

Our Savior is our armor, our Savior is our shield.
The demons stand no chance in His presence, by the sound of His name they must yield.

It takes wisdom to learn the narrow way, it takes wisdom to be led in.
The world had fooled so many by books and paper, the world we are dying in.

It’s a terrible road and I’m walking with spiders, it’s a terrible road and I’m walking in.
It takes an ocean not to break, it takes an ocean to doust the fire we burn in.
So arrogant are the ones who look on from a far, so arrogant is man.
Meanwhile God is patiently hoping we will trust in Him and His plan.

The Word of God fills the battlefield, the Word of God shakes the sleeping ones wide awake.
Salvation is at hand, salvation is near for those who partake.
Rise up against the enemy, rise up when God calls your name.
For the victory will be His regardless, with or without you He will win.
Choose your battles wisely, choose your battles well.
As for me I choose team Jesus, as for me I choose humility over hell.

Only fools say in their hearts,
“There is no God.”
They are corrupt, and their actions are evil;
not one of them does good!

God looks down from God looks down from
heaven on the entire human race; he looks to see if anyone is truly wise,
if anyone seeks God.

(Psalm 53:1 – 53:2 NLT)

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