On a journey, tedious,
I bear a heavy load.
Was hoping the trip would be easier;
but I walk a wearisome road.
Is there no one to help me
carry all this weight?
I’m feeling suffocated.
My heaviness is my fate.
What’s that I’m dragging behind me?
Why, that’s my lifelong luggage.
I keep a record of EVERY THING,
then I store it up as baggage.
Inside you’ll find my memories.
Go ahead, pop the lid.
Everything ever done to me;
and everything I ever did.
All my hurts, all my woes;
all my wayward ways.
All my questions, all my doubts;
all my nights and days.
But, recently someone mentioned freedom;
the kind that’s genuine, and lasts.
Oh, boy, what I wouldn’t give
for freedom from my past!
So lately, I’ve been struggling,
and thinking in my mind.
Maybe, just maybe, NOW is the time
to simply leave it behind.
“… Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,” Philippians 3:13