My pain is my pain

My past is my past

It wasn’t Moses’ fault that a ‘bad’ law was passed before he was born

Neither was it baby Jesus’ fault that baby boys were killed because of his birth

As much as my past hurt

As much as my circumstances brought me pain

Its scars wouldn’t dent my destiny

Yes, the scars may make the journey painful

The scars may make the journey bloody

Yet still, my destiny wouldn’t be touched

Even if the scars made me into a tortoise, still I will surely get to the ‘ark’

If it made me into a fierce cheetah (hyper vigilant), I will be tamed by my maker

As long as my omnipotent maker saw everything that happened to me and “didn’t change” anything, I will trust his intentions for me

He said that he knows the thoughts that he thinks towards me. They are thoughts of good and not evil. I will trust him

He said that he will NEVER leave nor forsake me, so I will trust him

Though my scars make me look wounded

Though my scars might have altered a part of me

I will still TRUST my maker to give me a MAKE OVER!

Amen

#Trust.