A Patient Hope
Senses sometimes fail to see
what He longs for thee.
Lights fad and voices vanish
leaving complete and utter darkness.
Darkness reveals all,
it creeps and grasps your insides
until they emerge finally free from capitivity
producting hope.
A hope for that rather than this
a hope that can no longer be dismissed.
Just as He has been patiently nudging
me to His glory, I will arise
finally living out His story.
The story that's been predestined,
refined and written by anguish, tears, and fears.
I declare with conviction
that this rented skin and bones will go
to the lost and the unknown
boldly giving grace i have received
Freely, while racing patiently.
Living His destiny actually walking that walk
rather than hearing the talk.
I rest in this journey and every test
amongst the mess, knowing that I am blessed.
I am writing this from training camp, attempting to process this crazy process and week. More to come. Just know I am changed, I am growing, and this race is going to be the most amazing thing that I could ever do. Jesus has called me, prepared me, and now I know without a doubt that I will step up and change lives. Hallelujerrrr. 😀
Leaving for home tomorrow. I will process and write another one again soon 😀 Hope you enjoyed my rhymes! I enjoy writing poems and this one came to me pretty quickly. This life will be amaaaaazing!
