Our Flesh Crucified

Oh how many times have 

I begged Papa to take my 

bitter cup away

I wished for a normal life

With no ups and downs

No trials and tribulations

Oh how I wished I could 

just cruise through life!

I envied other women’s journeys

With no major storms

No time spent in the furnace

No demons to fight

Many cruise through life

While it seems like I am 

always in a battle

Or just exiting one

Looking back I am glad 

Papa ignored my plight

Through my painful journey 

I discovered my purpose

I gleaned and grew from 

every dark time

Papa used my enemies 

to train me

To form His heart and character within me

Papa’s plans are only to 

prosper us

Never to harm us

The wilderness can be 

our most fruitful time

Only when we surrender 

to the process

We lean into Papa

Seek His presence

Even when the attacks 

rage around us

We live from our spirit 

Where deep only follows 

the voice of Deep

Our flesh crucified

We know our lives are safe 

in His hands

Papa will bring us to the 

place of birthing every dream

He has for us!!!

Our challenging journeys 

might seem hard and endless

When we think we have 

arrived 

Papa says no, there’s more 

to learn

More idols to let go of

Till our hearts are healed

And Papa’s presence is embedded in us

We look through different lenses 

at life

We are thankful for each 

dark time, each enemy

Valuable lessons were learned

We paid each price Papa 

asked of us

To give birth to yoke breaking testimonies

The wilderness builds our faith in unimaginable ways

Every person powerfully used

by God

Had to go through the pit, palace and prison

Till we pass every character and heart test

Till we can say “You meant evil against me, but God meant it for my good!!!”

~ Ebigale Wilson

Our Flesh Crucified

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