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Justine Chillemi Poem
Let them think they know me,
even if they don’t.
Let them judge me
for the things they know nothing about.
Let them talk
and speak foolishly
on things they don’t know the facts about.
If they are going to judge,
give them a reason to judge—
live for God.
Let them see that liars lose.
Let them see
what they don’t know.
God is on my side.
They can think what they want,
but when they see me prosper
in the ways of the Lord—
When they see that the judgment
they thought I deserved
never comes—
They will know
God is with me.
He has all authority
over us
and everything in my life.
So let the evil follow me,
because my God
will turn it away.
Let them talk,
and let them judge.
There is only One
who defines who I am,
who orders my steps
and guides me in His ways.
He is the only One
who has a say—
the only voice
that matters above all else.
So let the haters hate.
Let the liars lie.
Let them judge
as the world does.
Because my King
will protect me
from the evil
they try to place on me.
The lies they tell
will all unravel
when God shows them
He is with me
through it all.
So let the evil follow me—
Because my King
has the final say.
Copyright © Justine Chillemi | Year Posted 2026
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Surrendering it all to You
is like letting go of the world.
It’s like Your love
hitting harder than it ever has—
a freedom in the soul.
With tears in my eyes,
my life laid down for You,
I gave You every part of me,
everything that I am.
My heart, mind, body, and soul
are all Yours to have and hold.
I lift my kids up to You,
to guide them through,
just like You have me.
I know You have them too.
I give You my family—
even the ones who made me feel
like I am nothing,
the ones who tried to destroy
everything You planted
deep inside.
The ones who lied
and tried to break me
even when I was already down—
I give them all to You.
Because it’s You who can change
their hearts,
it’s You who can restore and redeem
everything that was lost.
You’ve done so much for me already—
now it’s time for them to see
that they can’t break
what You have given me.
Chains are falling all around.
From the moment I declared
to follow You,
it didn’t happen all at once.
I still have my ups and downs,
moments of feeling like I’m alone,
or like I’m going to break down.
But the difference is—
I know that Your love
will see me through.
It’s Your love that got me
where I am right now.
Life is hard—
but nothing that I face
will come close to what You have planned for me,
and the love You show me every day.
Nothing else can touch what I feel
in my heart,
just knowing that You called my name
from before I breathed my first breath.
You saved me then—
when the doctor told my mom,
“the choice is hers:
cigarettes or her baby.”
She had the choice,
but You gave her the strength
to choose me.
From before I was born
You had a plan in store for me.
It’s the beauty of what Your love can do.
My life might not have always been easy,
but from before I was born
You gave me strength to face everything,
to not give up,
to always have hope for what’s to come.
Even when it seems
like things won’t get much better—
You are right there,
holding me together.
Your love is the reason
I give everything to You.
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You’re walking now
in perfect paradise,
your vision restored
like never before.
You get to be with
all who have gone before.
No more pain.
No more suffering.
Your memory lives
in each of us,
in the stories you told
and the time spent together.
We cherish
each of the memories made,
missing you here on earth,
but we all know
you made it home
to live eternity
in perfect paradise
with the Lord by your side.
In the house of many mansions
We know you’re looking down on us
from heaven up above,
watching over your loved ones.
We know how proud you were
of all us kids
and your grandchildren too.
We love you, Daddy,
and we will miss you deeply
until the day we reunite
in perfect paradise.
Watch over Mommy
as she goes on
without the love of her life.
Send her little reminders
every now and then
to let her know
your love will never end.
Goodnight, John-Boy.
Rest in peace.
"Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father's house has many rooms... I am going there to prepare a place for you." — John 14:1-2 :::
Written for my father who passed away June 7th 2026
used to refer to as we said goodnight.
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WHY MY Father did you chose me?
You knew before I was even born
the life I would live—
full of pain, shame, regret, and sin.
You knew, God,
the brokenness of the life
before I was even sent.
Why, Father,
did you choose this for me?
Why did I have to go through so much pain?
Why did you let me live through pain so unbearable
that even when I reach for You
things still sometimes seem impossible?
Why, Father,
does the pain not end?
Why do the trials keep coming?
Father, how much more must I endure?
I worship Your name,
I cry to You,
and still I feel alone.
Still I feel like the fire is blazing—
and still,
I choose You
because I know You chose me first.
But why, Father,
can I not just be with You?
Why do my kids have to hurt?
Why must I feel so defeated, depressed, and broken?
When will it be my turn?
When will this world stop spinning?
When will the tears stop flowing?
Father,
I live for You.
I endure this pain
and trust You to carry me through.
I hold You close,
even when I'm breaking.
I know You won the war
I'm still fighting.
So why is it still so hard to keep on going?
Why, my Father,
do I get these glimpses of things getting better
only to be knocked down again?
I need You, Father,
to tell me why I must live this life in such pain
when the enemy knows
I'll choose You no matter how depressed I am.
I will still choose You
because I know how good You are.
I won't let the enemy win.
So why is it so hard?
Why will he not accept defeat?
Why do You still allow the attacks to come?
I know You fight for me—
but how do I fight for myself?
How do I make it stop?
Why, my Father,
is life so hard
when others don't seem to carry this kind of pain?
I still stand with You,
and I know You stand with me too.
You are my strength
and the reason I keep going.
I just want to know
why You chose me
to keep carrying the weight
of everything that no one sees.
Copyright © Justine Chillemi | Year Posted 2026
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