What do you believe...

What do you believe...

What do you believe is true when you look at the other you

You know the reflection that stares right back,unabashedly intact

There is no flaw you do not see, your masking insecurity.

You cut your heart against the blades of words and actions everyday.

The words of others unlike you,who embody all that you wish to.

You bled...

eyes burn from what they said.

The voices that you wish would stop, the words that cut your heart to rock.

I want to believe...

Do you, Do you know the price was paid for you?

Despite the things that others do, despite the way you view yourself.

You weren't meant to sit on shelves.

Do you see it. the other you,doing all you've wanted to.

Being all you never thought, climbing higher than you were taught.

Words that once had injured you, were drowned alive by something new.

One still voice, that fills you up, bears the weight and heals the cut.

You were made for something more.

You were valued (far before) you were a thought in someone's mind

You were loved you were designed.

No mistakes no accidents.

You were meant for confidence.

Confidence to face your fears to carry on despite the jeers.

Everything meant to destroy, caves into the purest Joy.

The Joy from one who's name is known. The one who's seated on the throne.

No other love, could ever do.

Thats what Jesus does for you...

(Romans 10:11-12)

11 For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed.

12 For there is no difference between the Jew and the Greek: for the same Lord over all is rich unto all that call upon him.