Has the crimson flow been tainted,

With guilt and tears and shame?

Does the blood still have the power,

For the one who’s fallen to reclaim?

Does forgiveness still abound,

Or has a fate been sealed,

Is it possible to recover from failure,

Or is it too late to be healed?

Does the sinner now stand condemned,

Because she has fallen from grace;

Does the Saviour now disown her,

And hide his blessed face?

Does she ask too many questions,

And shall she die alone?

Is it too late to repent, and redeem herself

Or is she on her own?

Does an island know it’s neighbour;

Or is it isolated from all the rest;

Has it been shown time to reflect,

And in fact, been chosen to be blessed?

Does the child of God feel alone,

Isolated and surrounded by despair;

Drowning in what seems to be defeat

And the feeling of failure as her fear?

Why does she talk in riddles,

And not just claim the crimson stream?

Because she feels defeated,

Unworthy to be redeemed.

Silent screams ring out,

Disguised in solemn glance;

Only the Saviour knows her pain,

Deciding if she shall have a second chance!

Hebrews 6:4 - 6 (NIV)

It is impossible for those who have once been enlightened, who have tasted the heavenly gift, who have shared in the Holy Spirit, who have tasted the goodness of the word of God and the powers of the coming age, if they fall away, to be brought back to repentance, because to their loss they are crucifying the Son of God all over again and subjecting him to public disgrace.

Comment: My mind is really perplexed right now. This poem wasn't really inspired by the above passage, however it is on my mind quite a bit at the moment. I realize NObody is perfect, and that we all make mistakes... However, the BIGGER question to me is: How does one seek forgiveness when they can't forgive themselves?

I haven't denounced God. I haven't rejected Him in any sense of the expression (contrary to the message I might be relaying through this poem) ... However, I definately don't feel his closeness... I definately do feel like an island... I already do feel like a failure.... I really don't know what's next --- IF ANYTHING!!!!!!!

Silence is deafening, when somebody is earnestly searching for answers!

Appended: January 15th/08

Comments: The poem is entitled "Does the blood lose it's power" --- which obviously is a question...  In the last few days, God has answered that: No.

The blood does not lose it's power. Christ died for the sins of yesterday, today, tomorrow, and forever! The only real question left unanswered is: Does there come a time when we condemn our own selves, and fail to apply the blood?

That doesn't give us a free ticket to continue sinning, under the presumption that there's always forgiveness. What it does mean is that: When we seek with sincerity, forgiveness is available --- because of the sacrifice of Jesus.

I'll get off my soapbox... besides, I've still got way too much 'stuff' to settle in my own mind.

Blessings.

Corina.