Victory

Maturing is something that takes many mistakes. You have to get tired of falling before you decide to stand firm. I fought hard to not get on the straight and arrow until I couldn't fight anymore. So glad that God did not give up on me. He won the fight, the best loss I could ever face.

 

Victory 

Oh I put up a fight

I mean I put forth every ounce of effort I had

Trying to defeat him

I exhausted all of my energy just to run away

Scared, no stupid because I didn’t even know what I was running from

My blind eyes were focused on all the wrong things

I couldn’t even recognize right

If right was in my face

So I woke up every day determined not to get caught

At least not willingly

I dodged his arrows of faith

Bullets of belief

And bombs of sacrifice on a daily

Wasn’t gonna let his book of words tame me

I was caged, just not in his world

And if I really am his daughter

I betrayed him just like Judas

So foolish of me to run in the opposite direction

Chasing after affection and approval

Removing myself from his graces

Running on my last ounce of mercies

Yet he still pursued me

Like the last apple that fell from the tree

Bruised on all sides he treated me delicately

Washed me, polished me

Gave me the strength to believe

But why

I did the best I could to distance me

Hiding behind masks of too proud

And years of whatever

I never imagined this shift

He sifted through all of my flaws

To find the true beauty in me

The diamond in the rough

And he extracted it slowly

Showed me that there was so much more to my life

A way to turn my wrongs right

And at my lowest point why not try

It can’t be that bad

He wouldn’t have put forth the time or effort if I wasn’t worth it

He so confirmed it

The day he turned my dull to shine

Opened up these nonbelieving eyes

Told me to trust him

I never envisioned that God would win

But this victory I owe to him