Here’s to what was meant to break me!

I will wear it like a medal of honour

I hear the hisses and snarling murmurs

Who does she think she is?

I hold it up high like a torch to a race

See, see, ask what you will

For I wear it like a medal of honour

Oh, she is no good! She is not worthy! I disapprove!

It is mine to keep, a bestowal if you wish

History has spoken, who are you to judge?

I place it on a mantel next to my other prized possessions

Go and see it if you please

For you will not silence what was meant to be

I wear it like a medal

My medal of honour

What was meant to break me

Hoisted me instead

So shhhhh

And hush your scrutiny

The victory was claimed, and the race was won

For winning medal goes to me

No longer will you hang around my neck as dishonour

No longer will you weigh me down, pull me down

For He who bears my heart outweighs you

So, I hold you up and the host of heavens cheer

You earned my kiss

My victory kiss

So, hang now on my chest

Forever displayed

For you did not beat me

I did you

2 thoughts on “Here’s to what was meant to break me!

  1. Too too precious🌷🌷🌷what comes to break us actually builds us.
    All you have to say is…..look and see what the Lord has done….look and see how the Lord has built. He has built beautifully🌷🌷

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