Pain hurts
But there is power in pain.
There’s confirmation in pain.
Angst and anger ache and
Questions, why me?
Excruciating, evil, vile pain
Wretched, whys and because.
In the midst, the beginning, and the ending
Of pain, I am confirmed, affirmed.
Baptized and sworn in.
In the deep dark hole
I’m made whole and held up.
Renewed, strengthened by the other side.
Scars symbols of survival and
Screams stating my surrender.
The pain, my power, my beloved
Pulled out to stand up and witness.
God’s great gift of being chosen to endure.
Secured in His grace that healing is
Pure and promised.
Overcomer, overcoming, resting in grace
Just to erase, the memories, the fear.
The pain erased by the rain and His
Reign. Hallelujah, Thank you Lord
For
The
Reign!
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