If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. 10 For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved.  Romans 10:9 and 10


We all know that if we have a problem, but fail to ADMIT we have a problem…that problem will remain.  They even teach this philosophy in AA.  You have to stand up, state your name, and tell everyone you are an alcoholic.  It’s the only way to free yourself from its hold.

The same holds true for every other problem we face in life.  These problems could range from alcohol, drugs, pornography, gossip, lying, hate in our hearts, unforgiveness, unbelief…and the list goes on.  Anything we hold in secret in our heart that is against God, IS a problem.

I finally realized this a few years back.  We were attending a church at the time, that had Counselors available to the congregation.  I “lived” my life for many years with nothing but hate in my heart for certain people who had wounded me.  I couldn’t seem to let go of all the pain they had caused me; I held on to it for dear life, and ended up having no life at all when THEY crossed my mind. This hate, tainted everything!  This is how the following poem came to be.


I lived my life, for many years, so full of pain, and hate and tears.

One day I said, “I can’t do this anymore!” And I knocked upon the Counselor’s door.

She showed so many things to me; now I’m on the road of recovery!

See…when I held all my hate inside, it was so much easier to deny;

For I never knew if what I felt was truth…or just a lie!

It was so good to verbalize, for ’twas only then I realized

That this thing I felt was MORE than hate…I truly did despise,

All of those most close, who pierced me through,

Unlike a friend, but as an enemy would do.

With their acts, and words and deeds unkind,

That, ‘lo these years, torment my mind!

But now…the ugly secret’s out!

Behold!  The light of truth shines through!

Oh healing and deliverance!

How painful! …Yet, sublime!

That I could see those things in me,

That keep me from my climb!

Come now, sweet pain, and show me more

So I may walk…WHOLE, as before.

No longer lame, and crippled be…

Oh healing and deliverance,

I yield! …Now, set me free!

By:  Anita Mondragon  May 2010




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