When you see me don’t be mistaken that I am the same woman as before.

Through the trial there was an expansion of my heart. The pain swelled so heavily that it enlarged me from the inside.

You may look at me from across the table but the person you think you see is long gone.

My eyes swell as a river now at the scars of others. This beautiful wound that almost killed me now pours rivers of living water into others.

You think you know me but you don’t. I’ve grown in grace.

You see, I’ve outgrown the tiara and now I wear a crown.

I can see through the thick smoke screens now. His death worked within me to open my spiritual eyes…

No…I’m not the same person. No longer am I gullible to the enemy’s ways…..I see him clearly although he tries to masquerade in the light.

I’m not the pushover I once was. Don’t be mistaken. The Lion of Judah now roars in me. I am fully His.

The trauma broke open the places I kept hidden and now His heart seeps to every crevice in my being.

I learned the power of the wailing woman in that valley. He showed me the language of teardrops and the valley of the shadow of death tried to swallow me up…..But He was my strong tower and refuge.

He walked with me for hours telling me story after story of how His gentleness will be what makes me great.

I had flat lined in that place. But His mercy found me and gave me spiritual CPR for days turned to weeks turned to months and finally turned to years.

He revived me. Slowly, I began to breathe again.

The enemy underestimated my resilience. When he walked away from the calamity, he thought I was dead.

And I was….

But the Resurrection power of Jesus Christ came and raised me like Lazarus.

And while I watched the enemy walk away with that smirk on his face…

The Lord smiled as He whispered into my now beating heart…

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