Like the widow with the
two coins
She had nothing of worth
to offer anyone
Stripped to the depths of
her being
The card house she so firmly
controlled tumbled in
She lost all control
Nothing to hold onto
Only her shame and her pain
She retreated to the background
Scared that anyone would notice
the scars on her heart
There’s no one who
can free her from this
unbearable pain
He found her
Hiding…
Too scared to step out and
face her reality
The journey she travelled
left too many scars
She’s just a shadow of the person
Papa has called
her to be
Her face mirrored her journey
of betrayal and despair
Till that day He found her
Empty handed
Only her pain
Only her fears
A broken life, shattered
in hundreds of pieces
Desperation brought her
to the King
Broken and bruised
He spoke life over her
Till her lifeless heart
started to beat again
He took her on adventures
Restoring her heart
was a painful process
The severe shaking and burning
Left her breathless at times
She surrendered to the
process of purification
and dying daily
Every high place that stood
between her and her Father
had to come down
He unpacked her heart
Got rid of everything that
kept her in bondage
Under all the ashes
she discovered her worth
The bride of Christ are the one’s
who have prepared themselves
No matter the cost, or the price
they had to pay
No longer empty handed
She paid a high price
by laying down her life
Many soon to be brides
will now step out
They will go on this journey
of love with their King.
~ Ebigale Wilson
No Longer Empty Handed
The Journey
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