That you are whole.
That you are divine.
I reminisce on how you came to be:
crafted elegantly, shaped carefully, meticulously moulded ,embossed with a deeply beatific soul ,breathed with a Holy breath .Then He paused to look at me.His eminent eyes saw an alluring home;completed with a divine purpose inside; made as a reflection of The most glorious !
I am finally settling home.
Home in this body that was always noticed first before they noticed me.
I’m settling home.
A home which had a blackout too long. I groped too long in here.Darkness engulfed everything.I couldn’t see.I couldn’t see me.Until it found a lamp.A lamp with a light everlasting.
I am settling in this home.
A home once so desolate .Desolate because I had no door;and so they took everything I thought my life was worthless without.Then he came,said he’ll reassemble the shambles of this home and refill it .But he razed it down to the last brick. Until I found one True One who could ‘rebuild it in three days’ .He became its foundation and its pillars.
I am settling home.
In this home where they whispered to me how they wanted it to be,and shunned me outside because my home was not that way.Yet I was the one to live in it.
Here where a lover wanted to make this home feature as a background to his Instagram photos.Told the world he owned this home.Said he liked parts of it but disliked some.Said this home was warm to shelter him from the cold but he didn’t like the size of some rooms.I hated this home and longed to live in the one he loved.
Until I…..I reminisced on how this home came to be: crafted elegantly, shaped carefully, meticulously moulded ,embossed with a deeply beatific soul ,breathed with a Holy breath ,then He paused to look at me.His eminent eyes saw an alluring home;completed with a divine purpose; made as a reflection of The most glorious !
Then I came back to this home that I tried running away from.
I am feeling at home now.This home. Beautifully kept . Beautifully swept. And my garden,oozing with all beautiful fruits.In here there is light.In here there is freedom.In here there is fruition.
All not by my works.Grace rebuilt it.
Welcome home Lovely one.