I didn’t see you before,
masquerading as a disease to
weaken my spirit,
causing me to question
the absolute truth.
Subtle and
intentional,
posing as a man,
a woman.
Through them you
dangle injustice and
stir up anger,
I’m so easily
ready to receive,
comfortable,
because I’m so used
to the warmth
that I don’t notice
it’s burning me.
Discouragement
plagues thoughts of my future
and makes me believe
I know exactly what I need
to be happy,
healthy,
strong.
Distracted,
You know just what to throw at me when
I drift and crash
into an island of desires
I never even wanted.
Even as my body
washes onto shore,
I open my eyes and
now I see you.
It just turns out
I was fighting the wrong enemy
all along.
It is no longer time
to be afraid when
neither death nor life
angels or demons
present or future,
height or depth
nor anything else
in all creation
can separate me
from the love you so fear.
Veil lifted
and aware,
I stare back at you,
my anger redirected,
I’m ready now.
—
Writer Bio:
Kristina Rivera is a writer based in Chicago , IL. She is a breast cancer survivor that is passionate about professing God’s goodness through suffering and creating safe spaces for women to congregate and share their struggles. Writing helps remind her that although life is hard and unclear, God’s love is never failing and she hopes to encourage and embolden others to believe this as well.
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