Take me back to the tree in the park where I always sat in the dark, waiting for life to shake me by the shoulders; wishing I was older, wiser, and bolder.
I thought I had a handle on things, and I thought I had learned everything about being strong and making sense. But I got trampled on, and went through hell and back in exchange for a learning experience.
Sometimes I take perspective for granted, but in reality's face, I was never too far away to be saved, and neither are you.
Hope is here. And change isn't always clear, but it's worth it to live with failure as a stepping stone and pass up the past. It reminds me of plants that die and flourish again. It reminds me of inexplicable peace in a world of sin. It takes me back to redemption.
Because it's never too late;
Never too far away.
- Michael Stephen
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