Ground Zero.
This very place in which I was burned,
Hallowed spot where my giant structure tumbled,
Tumbled and crumbled,
Here I met life with a clash,
Parts of me hit the nearby waters with a splash,
From the purifying fire my ashes emerged,
Like the proverbial phoenix from the ashes I rise,
Taller than before,
Stronger than in the past,
Help me God,
In this place where my demise was hatched,
Let a better me be rehashed.
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Picking up the pieces, putting them together and rehashing a better you is an exercise in faith. It is always possible because God is at the center of the crumbling and the rebuilding. He is Mr. Know It All. You're so blessed to have Him to always fall back on.
ReplyDeleteBlessings to you, my small bro with big brains!
I claim my blessings in Jesus' name, Amen - thanks grande soeur... I love the Mr. Know It All name tag on God - He is in fact the only One who knows it all. You are one of the reasons I am immeasurably thankful this season. Happy thanksgiving to you and the family!
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