Born Again

I’m no Holy Roller
And yet I understand
The longing of the promise
“Come, Be Born Again”
The desire for forgiveness
The wanting to be seen
As perfect, sweet and holy
Unashamed and deeply clean
And I believe this promise
Is one that can be true
Not by a magic prayer
But by being wholly (holy) you
The you that God has made you
The you in Eden found
The you so true and fearless
You’re creating Holy Ground
We don’t have to wait for heaven
And hell, well that’s right here
The Reborn You is right now
When your truth is radiantly clear.
Come down to the river
And wash those masks away
Soften up those feet,
Be malleable as clay
Sit fully in your body
Let your mind be calm
You’re born again on the daily
With every breaking dawn
Go dance as you want to
Go sing and dream and play
Write the words “I Love You”
Mean everything you say
Be what you were made to be
Don’t harbor shame or doubt
Know that God is pleased with you
She will not cast you out.
It’s the fake you that needs dying
the lies that need to go
The false layers that need sloughing
to reveal the new born you

Victoria Fritz
Victoria Fritz has been a logophile for all of her life. Her love of words evolved into a love of writing poetry in the last two years. Never having been a poetry reader (until now!), Victoria finds writing in poetic form a natural way to process and express her inner workings and is hopeful that some of what she writes resonates with others. If you enjoy her work, you can check her out on Instagram. Victoria tries to post daily, but also tries to be gentle with herself when that doesn't happen. Some days she is kinder to herself than others, but with inspiration from Kind Over Matter it's getting easier.

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