She is His darling daughter
Her beauty was perfected in the wilderness
Living a surrendered life
Obedience even unto death
Papa asked of her
She couldn’t refuse the desires of her King
Material things are not important to her
She is lost to this world
and what it has to offer
His Kingdom her focus
His presence her pursuit
His voice blows on her heart
Every second of the day
Preparing her
Perfecting her
Equipping her
For her highest calling
She had to go on this journey
with Her Bridegroom
They visited the wilderness
She was weak
but He is strong
When she wanted to give up
He held her up
He wouldn’t let her run back to her past
Screaming, hurt, angry at times
She persevered
Till she came to that place
of complete surrender
She was stronger than
her past haunting her
She couldn’t give up
She could never give in
He was preparing her to slay giants
Preparing her to find her identity
forever hidden in Him
She couldn’t let him down
She went all in
Found her purpose in her mess
Her strength on the battleground
Eliminating giant’s one by one
She could do what He said
Weak or strong
He held her hand
He wiped her tears
He was strong
when she couldn’t go on
He purifies us
in the worst of conditions
Till we come to that place
of radical obedience
Where it is only about
the desires and requests
of our King
We dissappear in the background
Humbly, stripped of our flesh
To only His will
We know that as His bondservants
we have no rights
We have no will
His Kingdom our focus
We speak
We move
We live
Only in agreement
with our King
Whatever sacrifices, He ask of us we will bring
Kicking and screaming, but we will be obedient
We have to look like our King
to experience His glory
He invaded our lives
He moved in
Coming up out of the wilderness
We lean on Him
Stripped of our old nature
Perfected in the wilderness
We represent our King
We have no rights
We have no will
We gladly surrender to this
faith walk with our King.
~ Ebigale Wilson
Stripped
The Journey
