I’ve never been big on apologies,
Especially if they weren’t sincere.
As a child I was always asked to apologize for things, whether I thought I was wrong or not.
It made the person who was offended feel better.
Ended fights faster.
I fought it at first.
Then, after some years, I gave up and apologized just to shut people up.
Sure, most times I probably needed to apologize. Needed to seek forgiveness for offenses.
But of course that translates into other areas of life,
where I Iived apologetically.
Closing my mouth,
Never asking questions,
Shutting off parts of me,
As not to offend anyone.
But no more apologies.
I’m not sorry that I am Christian...
God knew this before I was born.
Authored my story in ancient times.
Knew my end from the beginning,
yet in time.
Made the curve of my spine from an internal rhyme.
So here I stand,
Covered only by His Righteousness.
All that God made me
All that you see
And even the ugly is a part of His eternal story
and I embrace it all,