In April 2017, I wrote this poem for an arts’ project / event that we held at my church. The poem was written during a time when I was taken to a deeper level of understanding of what sacrifice and obedience mean.
The Garden
I sit in the garden with Him
The pain has already begun
How does he stand so very strong?
When fear inspires me to run
I know the truth is coming
A wound so deep and pure
Rejection is the beginning
I must embrace His cure
The pains of the past are on me
Alive in present day
To endure the lashes and my cross
Pride won’t have its say
I look forward to a future
Free of the furnace’s blast
When I will emerge shiny as silver
And completely clean at last
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