Emma Sings - Poetry
Emma sings as she dances in the rain
Twirling with arms stretched wide open for the Lord.
He has sustained her.
She knows He has made her for His own glory.
“Thank you, Lord, for the pain.
Mother hated me.
Daddy abused me.
I ran away at an early age.
Drugs took me away from the pain of my reality.
What a miserable, lonely life I have lived.
There has been too much pain.
But, it was all for Your honor.
You protected me.
You called me out of the filth to be Your own.
You saved me from destruction.
Thank you, Lord, for allowing the hurt and confusion in my life
To show others your good works manifested in me.”
Emma kicks and splashes in the puddles, smiling and laughing.,
Enjoying all that God has created.
He made beauty from the ashes of her life.
Emma continues twirling in the rain,
Praising her Lord.
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