Divine
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My “Divine” name is a gift for a foreseeing of surviving my “Job season.” There was Job, and then there was my life. Every believer, I have to think has a Job period in their lives. Each one of our Job seasons tests us to limits unfathomed, not even can possibly be imagined. I am certain that each of us having a Job season at the point of life, death or sanity, so desperately needing it to end, cannot also imagine the reward for surviving it.
DIVINE
I am Loved, I am Divine,
Divine defined within my name,
So blessed to see this day and time,
Will never be the same.
In just one fracture of a moment,
life as you knew it can change,
Never kick against the heartfelt pricks,
Filled with life’s derange
Oh the daggers ...meant to hurt.
Heart fallen to the ground,
But only God saw fit to heal,
Lost then, but now I’m found.
The heart and soul for the saving,
His love to set us free,
Falling farther and farther falling,
into a lost destiny.
I have heard it said, because of money,
“Just wait, parents die,”
But don’t you attend my ceremony,
Wouldn’t want you to fake a cry.
Listen now, the things men say,
though whispered spoken loud,
To be proud of or, to be filled with pride,
Following the scornful crowd.
No not convenient to love me now,
But closed doors failed to open then
May still remain in tact somehow.
Love will forever win
Copyright © Lovie Divine | Year Posted 2018
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