The Way 🇰🇪

I still hide You in my Poetry
In the coffee stained pages of my used up diary
I keep You like my forbidden Mystery
Along with the deep scars of Your long history
Proof that Your pain was real exceedingly
You’re my Hope that shines like a star steadily
Not seen in the sunshine of prosperity
But so Glorious in my soul’s nights of adversity
They tried so hard to kill my Hope
You resurrected and told them nope!
Now my favorite poem wasn’t really my ideal
I came to love that poem only because You did
I am Your Poem

‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭TPT‬‬
[10] I have become His Poetry, a re-created person that will fulfill the destiny I was given, for I am joined to Jesus, the Anointed One. Even before I was born, God planned in advance my destiny and the good works I would do to fulfill it!