PRECIOUS

RELIVING HURTS.
I THOUGHT I WAS OVER IT,
BUT THE WOUNDS ARE STILL THERE,
OPEN.
WHY, LORD,
DID YOU MAKE ME THIS WAY?
TOO SENSITIVE,
CRIES WAY TOO EASILY.
IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO REALIZE
THAT SENSITIVITY IS A GIFT.
NOT A GIFT ANYONE WOULD WANT,
BUT IT DEFINITELY COMES FROM GOD.
NO ONE ELSE IN THE FAMILY IS LIKE ME,
AS FAR AS I KNOW,
EXCEPT FOR MY LONG GONE GRANDMA BETTY.
I WISH SHE WERE HERE.
I KNOW SOMEHOW SHE WOULD HUG ME
AND TELL ME EVERYTHING WOULD BE OKAY
AS LONG AS I CONTINUED TO TRUST IN JESUS
AND FOLLOW THE PATH SET BEFORE ME,
LIT AT MY FEET
LIKE SHE DID.
THROW WHATEVER YOU WANT AT ME,
CALL ME NAMES,
BUT I AM PRECIOUS IN GOD'S EYES
AND THAT WILL NEVER CHANGE.
SO I'M GOING TO STAY ON THE PATH
OF RIGHTEOUSNESS
AS LONG AS IT TAKES.

ISAIAH 40:29

HE GIVES STRENGTH TO THE WEARY

AND INCREASES THE POWER OF THE WEAK.