The Choice- a lost poem

I made over everything that day in the lake
As the sun set in Nicaragua.
A new era of me.
The battle against bad
In my sacred heart
Had come to an end.
My choice. My faith. My passion.
His love. His promises. His kingdom.
Our friendship. Our issues. Our heaven.
A godly event of fresh starts
And happy endings but still
Stumbling everyday from temptations.
I was born. I was baptized. I am saved.