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By Vickie Scotti
And it shall come to pass afterward that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh.
And your sons and daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions.
Im shamed- yet you are blamed.
Reject me - yet it is He
It is all for your name Jesus
I am not depraved
Rather saved
Through scorn - I am reborn
My public humiliation
is your private jubilation
It is written I am schizophrenic
But I am written in the book of life
Im declared a public disgrace
All the while you reveal your face
Yet I came to travel a road
To validate your name
Lord Jesus I often grow weary
Yet I die unto myself daily
For it is at the Crossroads I now live
Your blood you shed
You had to die
Yet daily I march
Proving witness to live out
Your Great Commission
Minute by minute
Your strength lifts my weary soul
Rising after the cross
Now it is by faith
I seek to carry out your every mission
Crossroads
Vickie Scotti is an aspiring creative writer coat of many colors
