This Is My Story – Spoken Word Transcript

We decided to do something different at our youth play this year, which is spoken word poetry. They asked me to write about Peter’s denial of Jesus. This piece took me several weeks, lots of coffee, hours and hours and hours of blank stares at the wall and of opening of old wounds and the revisiting my unfaithfulness to my Lord.

This is the transcript of the poem. But this is my story, too.

Performed by Alfonso Yap III.

He was looking at me
When I lied
He was looking at me
As I denied
that I knew Him
In front of a crowd
My Rabbi
Staring at me from across the courtyard
Surrounded by guards
He was looking at me

And the sound of my betrayal
Bouncing off the walls
A sound all of us
A sound only I
and my Rabbi
If only the rest of them
heard my heart, pounding
The Thunder behind my chest, roaring
This inner storm, raging
They would know
that I was lying

And that despite the words I said
At the back of my head
I remember the first day we met
I remember the sea, my empty nets
my lack of faith, His invitation
I remember abandoning my boat
Without hesitation

And jerusalem was never the same
Since the day he came
He passed by this desert, like rain

He was life, breathed into the air
He was hope, in this city of despair
He was love, where the only thing familiar was law
He was love

He taught us how to love

five thousand people were fed
with a few loaves of bread

With the brokenness He mended
Through the words that He said

To Him sinners, were friends
Thieves, forgiven
He called God His father and said we
Are His children

The Sea of Galilee will never be the same
And the waves are shouting my name
Calling me Forgetful Peter

Reminding me of
When He walked on water
When He called me to Himself
When I stepped on liquid floor, and slowly sank
When He reached out His hand

Oh, Galilee,
Home to a thousand hurts He held and healed
I failed to mention, that
I am a fisherman, by profession
But when I met this Man who loved like an ocean

I suddenly forgot how to swim
And I’ve been drowning, ever since

They led him away
He was beaten, mocked and scorned
They placed upon His head, a crown
Of thorns
He bled down the roads
On his way to a cross Where He died

Jesus Christ, the Son of God, crucified

My years out at sea
Did not prepare me
For this calm, after the storm
This devastating silence
After loss
Violent waves of regret hit me
Over and over
The shore is not in sight
My light is gone
And unbearable is the night
I want to tell Him I’m sorry
For not being steady
As He said I would be
I am not Peter
Without my cornerstone, I am not a rock
Without Jesus
I am Simon
I am

They buried him,
In a rich man’s tomb
The days went by like a blur
The rest of us tried to start over
But where do you go
when you lose the way
The truth
And the life

After three days, his tomb was open
I ran to where He should be
but His body was not there
I wonder
If he said anything about this
I can’t remember
I can’t remember

I did not have a choice
But to return to the life I had before him
Back to my old familiar boat,
My empty nets
Spent all night trying to catch fish
But all I remember was Him telling me to fish
for men
My nets are still empty

I bet if I threw my heart out at sea
It will drown
I will still drown

My thoughts are interrupted
By the command of a man from the shore
He said throw your net on the other side
Surely you’ll catch more

And we did
and I have been here before
And i look to the shore
And I couldn’t believe it

I bet he heard my heart, pounding
This thunder in my chest, roaring
This inner storm, raging
And without hesitation
I abandoned my boat
Left my outer cloak
And all my regrets
Carried my empty heart
My dead heart
And watched it slowly regain a beat
Like a dying ember
Getting closer to the heat

My Lord is alive
The tomb couldn’t keep him inside
His love cannot be contained
His grace cannot be kept inside the grave

His scars show my healing
Despite my offenses
His forgiveness is still winning

I do not know what I ever did to
Deserve a second chance
I look to my Savior
And know I am forever in His hands

2 thoughts on “This Is My Story – Spoken Word Transcript

  1. Nikki Mier 日記ミア

    Beautifully written, Krizia! God gave you a gift, and yes, your gift and obedience to God has blessed me and many others! May He continually pour out His love upon you that will coninue to overflow to those around you!! Praying for you, girl!❤️Nikki Mier


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