by Imogene Mist
Like a thorn Creeping into my skin before I knew it existed Loneliness pierced my heart Began to chisel away at the cracks in the walls Walls that made this place my home My dwelling But the cracks are many and the foundation is shaky And the walls need to be teared down and the Light needs to be let in For the cement and concrete that I thought kept me safe Left me broken Only when God bursts in Breaks every corner of this house I have built And constructs anew my heart Only when I let the loneliness break me open Can the Lord dwell in this space The gifts the Lord have given are always gracious sometimes they pull you apart rearrange your heart strike down your pride but it is always for His glory that we break again and again Let your thorns pierce your heart for the Lord. Let your loneliness be the song that draws you closer to the His heart.
Tamia Adolph (who goes by the pseudonym Imogene Mist) hails from Johannesburg, South Africa and is in the academic field, lecturing English Literature. She has worked as a journalist, content writer, and freelance editor. Her passion for words began at the tender age of 7. Tamia’s faith has transformed her writing, from dark and sombre verses to praise and awe of God’s goodness. She aims to write for the broken-hearted and weary to experience the light of God, the same way she has.