At the end of your road
Nowhere to turn to
No hope in sight
You have never felt so alone, forgotten, unheard
Could this just be the place
Father summoned you to
Longed for you to be all along
He tried to lure you for years
You did not see Him
Too many distractions
Till your life came crashing down
A “crisis” launched Joseph, Job,
Ruth, Esther and so many others into Father’s dreams for them
Could this be a setup?
Would this “crisis” finally capture
your attention
Set you on a journey of becoming who Papa created you to be
Could this wilderness hold the key
to your healing and transformation?
You had nothing to lose
Stripped to the core
Humiliated
Belittled
Broken
You were the perfect candidate
to go on a journey of becoming
with Papa
Would you finally surrender
For Papa to have His way
To heal your broken heart
Fine tune your character
Do a heart transplant
Enemies and challenges were
sent to silence you
Papa used them to strip you
To train you
Till you were transformed into His bride without spot or wrinkle
Away from the crowd you
faced your fears
Your deepest pain held the key
to your freedom
In isolation you find your voice
Your “crisis” awakened the
lioness in you
Orchestrated in heaven
Sons and daughters obeyed, surrendered and died to self.
— Ebigale Wilson
Crisis
The Journey
