In Christ Alone: A Poetic Testimony

This place I live in it feels so foreign to me.

This earth suit I’ve been given is just the surface of me.

The soul that is God-given awaits to be home.

before my Heavenly Father kneeling before his throne,

in the midst of holy angels, singing.

“Worthy is the Lamb.”

But for now, I wait patiently in this present realm

where the flesh still tries to rule.

So I deny it.

like the walking dead.

When it tries to arise I silence it bringing it into submission…

His Holy Spirit lives in me, enabling me to be free..

from the dominion this flesh once had over me.

Yes, I still feel things in this earth suit.

It’s layered over my soul.

When pain rises, I know where to go

to the Source.

Jesus he is my healer.

His yoke is easy, His light shines through me.

He came to break the chains of fear and deceit.

(setting this captive free).

But Still…

as I reside in this earth suit,

I live as a foreigner… knowing

This is only my temporary home.