Once broken but made whole,
Shattered for trauma had taken its toll,
Wounds visible just by sight,
And I had given up the fight,
My minds scars were abundant in number,
My dreams brought fear like rolling thunder,
The tears that fell were bound to drown me,
Yet, in the flow, the Lord had found me,
His voice was one that I clearly knew,
Yet, for so long I lacked faith to do as He’d called me to,
Fear had kept me bound,
Until through Him strength was found,
And step by step with each verse and prayer,
The Spirit reminded me He was continually there,
Thus, I continued in the journey to heal,
Knowing a greater plan He would reveal,
Once was broken, shattered, worn,
Questioned the purpose for which I was born,
Yet, faith hath set me free,
And Chosen Child, Daughter is who He called me to be
~ Naomi
