“Veiled”

hidden from Truth

deceived to believe

that all that’s left

is lost

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Jailbird

Yesterday, I wrote a poem called “Prison,” and there were a few interesting things that happened before, during, and after.

First of all, remember the stranger who sent me a dress? Well, we’ve become friends, and the very next day, I received TWO MORE! One of them was black and white, and when I tried it on, I found it to be so comfortable. At the time, because I was working on flags, I took it off, until right before bible study last night.

When I put it back on, I loved it even more…so comfortable. I began straightening up, in case anyone showed up; when, all of a sudden, a poem started within me, shot me like an arrow. I grabbed the computer and started to write it out. Everything I wrote I’ve either felt or was feeling. It was so powerful, but I wasn’t sure I was ready for Facebook friends to see it, so I decided to only post it on my website, but God stopped me in my tracks.

A woman I've never met sent me this dress.
A woman I’ve never met sent me this dress.

As I rolled my eyes, I posted it on Facebook, and within seconds, a couple people appreciated it (it was needed, so God knew what He was doing, as usual). I also received some private messages about it. I was humbled at how God used me and began to cry.

As I reread it, I cried some more, and then, I thought about the title God gave me. It was so spot on: the prison within, being behind bars without a cell, and in the midst of the tears, I looked down at my dress, thought of the old prison uniforms from TV, and began to laugh…black and white stripes. How awesome is God!!

Before yesterday, I didn’t own anything with black and white stripes, so the timing of the dress, the way this poem shot right through me like an arrow, the title of the poem were no coincidences. God orchestrates things perfectly, and if we follow suit, they all run smoothly.