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Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "It's No Use Crying over Spilt Milk" (without using the actual phrase or literal exampl (02/07/08)
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TITLE: A Beautiful Disaster | Previous Challenge Entry
By Sherry Hoffcastel
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I married him at 17, my love for him, it burned.
But suddenly I was alone, the baby only two.
How could I know he’d up and leave?
There was nothing I could do.
I got a job, worked night and day, just trying to survive.
My little girl grew restless. I never heard her stifled cries
From the bedroom where she laid her head;
She pined and yearned for you. I wished that I could heal her pain,
But there was nothing I could do.
She grew up strong and fearless, bad choices she would make,
Leaving broken hearts and dreams scattered in her wake.
I prayed with all my being, I could rewind and start anew.
But alas, our fate was sealed, and there was nothing I could do.
Then one day I ran across a letter she had written.
It spoke of how in love she was, by golly she was smitten!
I tried to warn, I tried to plead but her heart ran after you.
I felt like I was losing her and there was nothing I could do.
One bright and sunny morning she linked her arm in mine.
I tried to keep from crying, but the tears flowed from my eyes.
I confessed of all my many sins, those hidden and those seen.
Then with shame I asked the preacher,
“How could God forgive someone like me?”
The scriptures, they were read aloud, they told the story true-
Of how Jesus died upon the cross so that all could be brand new.
“It’s in his blood.” The preacher said and I knew that it was true.
Jesus didn’t want to die, but there was nothing he could do.
He came to save the world from wretched sinners just like me.
I don’t quite understand it, but now I know that I am free.
I guess there is a purpose for everything that we go through-
You didn’t want for me to suffer but there was nothing you could do.
So here I sit in this old pew giving praise where praise is due.
Glory, honor, adoration, I leave them all for you.
You changed me from the inside out, You made feel brand new.
I’m so thankful for all the times there was nothing you could do.
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