Faithful

by Jeanelle Fu

On nights like these
when there are no campfires around, and no soul in sight
I’ll clutch your promise close to my chest, and press onward

When tears fall unseen, and wounds bloom in silence
I’ll kneel at the foot of the Cross
and remember the crown of thorns you wore for me

These are the days Hosea felt his heart break
in a million ways
These are the days she will come up out of the wilderness,
whole again.

Jeanelle Fu is a Taiwanese-American poet, artist and creative storyteller. During her free time, she enjoys dance choreography, hiking, and making stuff with friends. She has collaborated with LA-based media company Mighty, producing videos that have been shared by The National Review, The Gospel Coalition, and translated into multiple languages. She is currently working on publishing her first chapbook of poetry, inspired by themes of grief and how it intersects with the God who wept. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband. Read more at www.fujeanelle.wixsite.com/home

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