I know what it's like.

I have always toiled

Hard

More on His path

And better.

And I kept falling

Broken

And

Defeated,

And I defied life

Again and again.

I know what it's like to die

Paralyzed by fears,

What it's like to die

Cowered by shame,

What it's like to die

Hunched by guilt!

Through every fall

I cleansed myself of dross

And received a lesson.

Every time

I rose

Renewed, transformed.

It is clear to me

And very unclear

How I fell.

It is clear to me

And very unclear

How You lifted me.

I recognize in myself

The work of the Most High

I have always been

Together.

Every time I saw myself dead,

He resurrected me

More alive than

Ever before!

Estera Nicolescu

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