I've been touched ...way deep down inside
One tap on the shoulder as I was taking life's ride. Now I knew that this must be real ...because everything changed form oblivion to surreal. Somehow my life had been rearranged, and climbing a staircase that was so prearranged. Climbing up and out of that pit,(the way I was existing, not listening, resiting,) is one hell of a task. Time to take off that mask and find the one true me. Time for me to believe. I've wondered out there so many a day .......He's touched me , now It's all God's way. His way and His word , and oh, There's a third. His Love here  in abundant supply... so then I need never be shy...to get on my knees and be humble to Him and ask for the tools for the climb to begin.
I'm crawling out of the bowels of Satan's den knowing the temptation might never end. But I don't care , I'm climbing those stairs and Darkness shall not reign, I'm climbing those stairs to begin again. I'm climbing those stairs for everlasting life and going to go through the hard things in life. On each landing I shall stop to rest a bit, and collect the clarity's little words of wit. I'll push on up those stairs to my place, my place in the kingdom of Love and amazing grace. Knowing I've done my very, very best, I'll find my niche....then take a rest. DeanPeter