Butterfly

I have been reading some of my old poems/journal entries. Here is one that I wrote in 2003…

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalm 147:3

Sin and shame

have hidden your face.

When you look in the mirror

you see disgrace.

It seems that no one around you

can feel your pain.

But you know that it’s leaving a stain

on your heart.

It’s okay to make a cocoon.

So that God can transform you

into something brand new.

You are a butterfly;

so spread your wings and fly!

You are beautiful in God’s eyes!

The world is overwhelming

and your live is caving in.

Give your pain to Heaven

and let God make you whole…

Again!