want to tell you too, about the surrender,
the time and time and after again,
where I laid you down, and let you go.
We hit that wall that one dark day
and I walked away, no intent to look back;
thinking you were done and over, dead to me,
I surrendered you.
But to my mind you kept returning
as darkness became your story and light became mine.
I wasn't used to thinking myself healed,
I assumed it was due to my broken deceived;
I laid you down, so, many, times.
And God kept handing you back.
[redeem, verb: to free from what distresses or harms; to release from blame or debt; to regain possession or recover ownership;
to convert, restore, atone; to save]
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