POEM: Misconceptions

What if sin is misconception,

a misconception of Truth’s dimension,

a believing in the Enemy’s deception?

We must shed the lies

and break the bond of sin that ties.

We must be changed by conversion’s cries.

For it is only when the seed dies

that it will be reborn and arise

and gain sight as its prize.

The clarity that is retrieved

when one drops the preconceived

and opens at last to the unbelieved.

For, when of God we perceive

of God we can receive

and then of God we may conceive.

Christi Ortiz

Christi Ortiz is a licensed marriage and family therapist by profession and a poet by passion.  She enjoys trying to put to words to that which is wordless and give voice to the dynamic and wild spiritual journey called life. She lives in Spokane with her husband and two children, Emmanuel and Grace. She loves the outdoors and meditating in the early mornings which gives rise to her poetry.