Baggage in the corner

  So lost were the eyes of a child. So terrified I remained. Several years tore away from me and yet I wasn't broken.

Years down the road a bit of rejoicing and liberation came about. Though there were moments of sadness I could not let that stop me from finding tiny bits of joy.

Then one more wave to press open. One that nearly destroyed all parts of me. Still today I stand. Unclear why, how but only assumption gathered is the plan of me, my life wasn't really mine to control.

Certainly you may laugh at this but there is one scripture that comes to mind Isaiah 55:9. Jehovah's ways are higher than your ways and Jehovah's thoughts than your thoughts. What peace is found there. Jehovah drew me.

Alas I was finally in some understanding of who I am. Finally seeing why the pieces were jagged. So many parts didn't fit. Still so much growing to do. Not tired from it. Not sluggish either.

Looking forward to all the lessons, loving guidance and experiences I gain from new steps.

No longer that scared child hiding in the corner. Cowering at every word yelled in anger. No longer terrified by a man who is gone. So long I kept protection surrounding me. No longer do I look over my shoulder for those humans who want to do great harm.

Yes I learned of a new protection and have little fear of death. As many as those who still remind me of that small child cowering in a corner, I say to you no.

Long ago I learned to build a wall. One where very few could climb and even less could enter. Indeed I worked long and hard to maintaining that wall. Stone, brick, mud and sweat all incorporated inside just to make me feel protected.

Though did you know only a few climbed and succeeded? Then I gave the key to finding me, to just a handful. How do you feel in knowing I allowed you perspective? Indeed something to meditate over.

Yes I may be a child, still but I am a growing one. Only have fear in Jehovah. Staying alert I am. So to you I give a part of my baggage.