Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

Pastor Mike Erre shared this poem to help visualize what repentance means to him.  The reference can be found in the last sermon in EvFree Fullerton’s Sex, Love & God: All Things New


I

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost… I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.

II

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place
but, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in… it’s a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

IV

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V

I walk down another street.


Copyright © 1993, by Portia Nelson from the book There’s A Hole in My Sidewalk. Beyond Words Publishing, Hillsboro, Oregon.

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