Resurrected
Growing up as a wildflower
She has seen many others be stepped on, all around her…
She always seemed to be the lucky one;
just missing the heavy steps
and the pain that threatens to come…
But then one day it happened.
She was squashed.
She felt as though she was on the verge of death
The world around her blurred
As she fell into a state of reverie…
* * *
Her mind awoke before her body
She gasped as she opened her eyes
She was alive… But how?
She has escaped death,
that she is sure,
how? she has no clue…
But then a whisper came,
barely audible,
just for her ears only…
“I have spared you from going down
to the valley of death
For you are a flower after my own heart;
you have My breath
But when you are weak
then I am strong
Thus I ask for your faithfulness
all the days long
And though I have spared you
I can easily let you go
To the place that chases you;
the place where all tears flow
So decide now
what you desire most
but if you choose resurrection
you are not the one to boast
Remember who created you;
who saved you from the end
By praising me through your growth
and all the love and grace you send.”
* * *
And so she’s alive
She has grown back fresh and new
Even if it’s for one more day…
She will praise her Creator
with her grace and love
and endless fragrance of gratitude
She will have mercy on those who’ve hurt her
She will forgive those who’ve stepped on her
She will pray for healing for all who are at the valley of death
She will thank Her Creator
for the lessons He’s imparted
to her tender, growing, healing soul.
Inspired writing:
Ever since I came to Christ at the end of 2020, I’ve felt freer than I ever was before. It felt as though I was untouchable in a way… Until July 2024. Then came one of the worst days of my life — my beloved cat (best friend) got terribly sick for 2 months and then died.
This poem is a version of me… I was the wildflower watching other flowers (people) withering away and being trampled on by the evil ways in the world… AND THEN IT HAPPENED TO ME. I WAS TRAMPLED… AND WITHERING AWAY…
A solid SEVEN months later, I was rejuvenated – resurrected by the grace and power of the Lord Jesus Christ.
I escaped death. And He told me what He said in the poem above,
“I have spared you from going down
to the valley of death
For you are a flower after my own heart;
you have My breath
But when you are weak
then I am strong
Thus I ask for your faithfulness
all the days long
And though I have spared you
I can easily let you go
To the place that chases you;
the place where all tears flow
So decide now
what you desire most
but if you choose resurrection
you are not the one to boast
Remember who created you;
who saved you from the end
By praising me through your growth
and all the love and grace you send.”
It’s interesting how a bad moment in your life can resurface old bad memories as well… Perhaps that was the plan all along? For me to realize how much pain, bitterness and heartbreak I’ve been hiding and let fester in my heart. Or perhaps it’s just what a hurting heart does — because it can’t hold it all anymore… So it overflows the pain and breaks into pieces.
But the Lord takes those pieces and mends them back together into a brand new heart with His love and grace and mercy. Because He loves us so much; He doesn’t want us to be hurting. Nor did He create us to have to suffer in pain. We know that our suffering is the repercussions of a fallen world.
Which is why the Lord is HERE for us. He is always HERE, THERE, EVERYWHERE. He is always right beside you waiting for you to turn and rest in Him, so He may mend you and resurrect your broken heart.
The apostles Paul and Timothy also struggled with despairing thoughts and feelings – so much so that they felt like they were dying. But they soon realized that the answer to this despair was not within themselves, but within the God who can RESURRECT the dead, and so, can resurrect them (AND YOU) as well.
* * *
My fellow little flower, do not worry. The wasteland will be over soon. We will bloom in the Heavenly Garden of Eden soon enough.
Endure patiently; stay grateful for the Lord; and continue in love, kindness, mercy and grace.
God bless.
If you enjoyed the poetry at the beginning of this blog, you can read more in my book ‘She’s A Flower In A Wasteland’
