Ever Present

In stillness and surrender, I find my way
Where numbness wraps me, there God will stay
In moments weak, when shadows fall
His presence lifts, embracing all

Perfection is Not My Aim

Not a chase for perfect, not a polished being
But in my flaws, my truth is seen
To manage imperfection, to embrace it all
Owning my flawsome, without a flaw

Transformation is Selfish and Hard

The path to change is hard and steep
To let old selves die, to lose and weep
For the woman I’m becoming, I will strive
In selfish toil, I keep alive

The Author

God holds the pen, He writes this tale of mine
He scripts and re-scripts, line upon line
With bravery bold, my truth I will carry
A vision, though delayed, know it will not tarry

For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.

Habakkuk 2:3 (Bible)

The Vision Is Sure

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In creative solidarity, Dee