What is this?


What is this spine that I wear on my back?
It’s not the one I was born with.

This spine is tempered steel .
“ I can’t live in a fire to temper my spine!”.

What is the strength of it?
What does this do that bones cannot?

Let’s take a look:

Why am I sitting here full of peace?
I look at the blazing aura of chaos I live in.

Full of bad choices, only responding to ducking and weaving.

So how am I at peace?

This is a hand of God!
This is where I can see Him!

This is how I can personally know his salvation is upon me, regardless my personal value!

Christ! Christ! Christ!

Is my transformed spine.
To give me peace in the pit of despair.

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